the_plains notme 1 am, they floated in with the tide at four o'clock in the dark wolfe landed and his men climbed the cliff some said it could not be done but some said otherwise grasping at roots and branches they reached the top some even found a path to the heights where they were first seen, the english army the plains of abraham a battle had begun morning black and rainy in quebec, the fear was rising suffering from nightlong bombardment at 5:30 the alarm was sounded 6 am the soldiers left the town 6:45 montcalm from camp beauport rushed to meet his adversaries on horseback in the fields of corn the bloody fields the plains of abraham 8 am the stage was set at ten o'clock the firing started it took less than half an hour when the sun broke through the clouds hundreds, hundreds, dead there were many hundreds wounded the retreat was sounded the retreat "they run" was the cry, look wolfe, they run "see how they run!" "who runs?" asked wolfe and to this the reply "they do sir, they give way everywhere" hearing this, he praised god, then turned, and died, a bullet in his lung montcalm was taken to the town inside the walls his life was ended we were there we were fighting in the fields the plains of abraham 040214 ... notme and we died) but we survived) 040214 ... silly pobody on candy heart high the rain in spain falls mainly in the_plains 040214 ... notme we drifted away into the corn we drifted away like ghosts unseen 040215 ... notme and we forgot where we had been we forgot the bullets and the harvest we were born again in other houses 040215 ... notme we died) but we survived) 040215 ... notme i didn't know i didn't know you abraham i didn't know when i wrote the plains i was thinking about the soldiers i was thinking about your goats i was thinking about you but i didn't know 040414 ... mon the pipers of culloden played 040414 ... nom did we play we fought, we died what did we grow what was our harvest were we dreaming on the plains 040414 ... notme I had a dream the other night when all the world was still That I walked out with Abraham below a fortess on a hill We looked across the Saint Charles River to the heights that bear his Name And talked of things that had transpired since the last time that he came Says I on these fields grazed your cattle raised on these your kith and kin And on this field was fiery battle Montcalm to lose and Wolfe to win Says he but they both died of wounds infliced by the cannonade These wounds it seems were never healed, they fester to this day Abraham When will this fighting end When will we learn to recognize Who is foe and who is friend Abraham This field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame What of your children Abraham dispersed from this your plain The continent they conquered though they did it in another's name The land they won but for their strife the profits went astray The money never crossed their palms or let them have their say Abraham Are we sometimes bound by pride Too mindful of our hopes and dreams to let the anger slide Abraham Abraham When will this fighting end When will we learn to recognize Who is foe and who is friend Abraham This field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame What of the future Abraham will we achieve some peace From these solitudes we wander in will there be a release Will my children learn to find a way to bridge the distance I have not To learn the scars of history are sometimes best forgotten And I had a dream the other night when all the world was still That I walked out with Abraham that Abraham was living still And in the dream we parted, as families oftimes will Our questions left unanswered though not through lack of will Abraham The questions linger on There is no hope in all this strife There is no right or wrong Abraham This field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame Abraham -james keelaghan 040421 ... notme http://mysongbook.de/msb/songs/a/abraham.html 040421 ... notme for some reason, it disturbs me that i blathed a poorly typed version of these beautiful lyrics, hence my reposting. I had a dream the other night when all the world was still That I walked out with Abraham below a fortress on a hill We looked across the Saint Charles River to the heights that bear his name And talked of things that had transpired since the last time that he came Says I, On these fields grazed your cattle raised on these your kith and kin And on this field was fiery battle Montcalf to lose and Wolfe to win Says he, But they both died of wounds inflicted by the cannonade Those wounds it seems were never healed they fester to this day Abraham - when will this fighting end When will we learn to recognize Who is foe and who is friend Abraham - this field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame What of your children Abraham dispersed from this your plain The continent they conquered though they did it in another's name The land they won but for their strife the profits went astray The money never crossed their palms or let them have their say Abraham - are we sometimes bound by pride Too mindful of our hopes and dreams To let the anger slide Abraham - this field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame What of the future Abraham will we achieve some peace From these solitudes we wander in will there be some release Will my children learn to find a way to bridge the distance I have not To learn the scars of history are sometimes best forgotten And I had a dream the other night when all the world was still That I walked out with Abraham that Abraham was living still And in the dream we parted as families oftimes will Our questions left unanswered though not through lack of will Abraham - the questions linger on There is no hope in all this strife There is no right or wrong Abraham - this field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame Abraham - this field that bears your name For one a field of victory For one a field of shame - Keelaghan, James 040421 ... minnesota_chris Everybody thinks that to live on the plains, the eternal flat land, means being able to see for miles. Really, you can't see hardly at all. Only till the next tree, or bend in the road. When you meet a major river, and can look along its bank, or meet a Great Lake, it's breathtaking. You literally come close to driving off the road, it's so wonderful. 040421 ... pete the plains of abraham... such a defining moment. i prefer my great lakes myself too. superior and its rivers, like the agawa. 040421 ... notme defining indeed i read somewhere an alternate version of history wherein the british lost, and as a result,... both the american and french revolutions didn't happen (at least not at the times they did in this our present reality) http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/west/death-wolfe.jpg . 040422 ... marked . 040526 what's it to you? who go blather from