... so that there's some Corona of a foreign field that is forever England ...-- 8th of 7, Apr 14 2020 The Soldier https://www.poetryf...s/13076/the-soldierRupert Brooke [8th of 7, Apr 14 2020] Is the sentiment of the poem not that the fact that there is some John Bull cumlord interred in a place that makes that place automatically England? As in, you don't need a special plot; it is special just because it has said JBC in it?
On that reading, it would be another, more organic means to the end of the pixellation of nation states discussed (esp. by me) as nauseum at the halfbakery.
Good pun, though, well played.-- calum, Apr 14 2020 // as nauseum //
Sp. (Lat.) "ad nauseam".
"nauseum" sounds like a building in which to keep and display very old vomit of marginal interest.
On second thoughts, as you were; you can use Holyrood. Nothing else useful happens there*.
* except perhaps the murder of David Rizzio, but that was a long time ago, and besides, the wench is dead...-- 8th of 7, Apr 14 2020 You might like to pay a bit more attention to the second stanza of the poem, [8th], concerning gentleness and hearts at peace. Maybe you could have it engraved on your flamethrower, or on the breechblock of your acht-acht.-- pertinax, Apr 15 2020 There's no room, we already put "Go, bid the Soldiers shoot" on them...-- 8th of 7, Apr 15 2020 Since the strain that made its way to Iceland came from Great Britain, wouldn't that suffice?-- RayfordSteele, Apr 20 2020 random, halfbakery