Luyện nghe bài hát Macdonnell On The Heights

[Another unsung of Canadian history . . . The texts give a terribly sparse
accounting of this man. He was a Major Brock, and apparently not a very
one. He was one of those "good young men" form the "right" kind of
family with the "right" of gentleman's education, a law practise and te
ear of influential people of the day. there's to indicate he was not a
decent sort, but somebody up the accounts didn't want too much of the
glory to be taken the General! Perhaps this is one way of vindicating the
historical vagaries of this nation. It gives me no amount of
to think that more people will know that there's more than just
Brock under that stone monument.]
Too thin the line that charged the
And in the clay.
Too thin the Eastern Scot
Who showed all the way,
And had you not fallen,
You might be what became
But not one in ten thousand knows name.
To say the name, MacDonnell,
It would no bugle call
But the Redcoats beside you
When they saw the fall.
Twas MacDonnell raised the banner
And set the aflame,
But not one in ten knows your name.
You brought the field all with your courage and your luck
But unknown to most, you're lying there beside old Brock.
So you know what it is to scale the Heights and fall just short of
And have not one in ten thousand know name.
At Queenston now, the General on his tower stands
And lichen on 'MacDonnell' carved upon that weathered stone
In a corner of the monument to glory you claim,
But not one in ten thousand your name.
You brought the field all standing with your courage and your
But to most, you're lying there beside old General Brock.
So you know what it is to scale the Heights and just short of fame
And have not one in ten thousand your name.