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!
credits
from 52 Folk Songs: Indigo,
released November 1, 2011
"Gertrude's Prayer" by Rudyard Kipling, from the short story "Dayspring mishandled". Musical arrangement by Peter Bellamy. Voices and recorder by Phil Edwards.
Tara Jane O'Neil offers up her ephemeral audio sketchbook, presenting improvisational pieces captured on the fly that feel remarkably full. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2021