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That which is marred at birth Time shall not mend,
Nor water out of bitter well make clean;
All evil thing returneth at the end,
Or elseway walketh in our blood unseen.
Whereby the more is sorrow in certaine:
Dayspring mishandled cometh not againe.
To-bruized be that slender, sterting spray
Out of the oake's rind that should betide
A branch of girt and goodliness, straightway
Her spring is turned on herself and wried
And knotted like some gall or veiny wen:
Dayspring mishandled cometh not againe.
Noontide repayeth never morning-bliss
Since noon to morn is incomparable;
And, so it be our dawning goeth amiss,
None other after-hour shall serve as well.
Ah! Jesu-Moder, pitie my oe paine:
Dayspring mishandled cometh not againe!
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52 Folk Songs: Indigo,
released 01 November 2011
"Gertrude's Prayer" by Rudyard Kipling, from the short story "Dayspring mishandled". Musical arrangement by Peter Bellamy. Voices and recorder by Phil Edwards.
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