On this day in 1649 parliamentary forces executed their rightful King Charles I, King of England, Scotland and Ireland. May his soul have eternal peace.
Great, good, and just! could I but rate
My griefs to thy too rigid fate,
I'd weep the world to such a strain,
As it would deluge once again:
But since thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies,
More from Briareus' hands than Argus' eyes,
I'll sing thy obsequies with trumpet sounds,
And write thy epitaph with blood and wounds.
Marquis of Montrose(1612-1650)
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