Eerde is a village in the Dutch province of North Brabant. It is part of the municipality of Veghel, located about 500 m west of the built-up area of Veghel and 3 km southwest of the town centre of Veghel. During Operation Market Garden, in September 1944, it changed hands several times between German and American forces but ended up in American hands; the village was severely damaged in the process.
Eerde (52°29′N 6°27′E / 52.483°N 6.450°E / 52.483; 6.450) is a hamlet in the Dutch province of Overijssel. It is a part of the municipality of Ommen, and lies about 21 km northwest of Almelo.
At the heart of the Eerde hamlet lies Eerde castle, a castle in the Dutch-classical style from 1715, surrounded by a 1,667 hectare estate in the Baroque style managed by the Natuurmonumenten foundation since 1965.
The first castle on this site was built in the 14th century, but was soon destroyed by the forces of the Archbishop of Utrecht in 1380. The Van Twickelo, Van Renesse and Van Pallandt families have lived in castles on this site since.
In the early 1920s, baron Philip van Pallandt deeded the castle and surrounding land to the Order of the Star in the East, an organization connected to the famous philosopher and spiritual teacher Jiddu Krishnamurti, of whom the baron was an avid follower. The Order held annual gatherings of its members in the castle grounds until its dissolution in 1929; the deed to the estate was officially transferred back to the van Pallandt family in 1931, however Krishnamurti continued to occasionally use the estate for lectures and meetings until the outbreak of World War II. During the war the estate had been used as a concentration camp (Camp Erika) by the occupying German forces, and afterwards Krishnamurti felt this precluded its use as a proper meeting space.
Hold still
Don’t move I say
Wilt thou hear
My elegy
Head high
Preserve my pride
I shall defy the gallows
I and you and me
Well we just don’t know
What love can do
I pledge to you
That I won’t deceive
The heart that’s mine
As here I sit
I vow
Your history does not
Perish my love
The shame
Will be mine for a
Scarlet woman thou art
I and you and me
Well we just don’t know
What love can do
I pledge to you
That I won’t deceive
The heart that’s mine
Dead from the grave
We’re all slaves
To what we’ve got
Love
Is been through
The door