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All The Saints

by Bardonthewire

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The Ballad of St Edmund ft The Penland Phezants 03:02
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Red as Christ's blood, White as chivalry But shouldn't our Saint Be an Angle like me? You can shoot me with arrows And chop off my head But the Christ within me Will never be dead. You can shoot me with arrows And chop off my head But the Christ within me Will never be dead. In a thick wood my people Lose one another "Where are you? And where's The head of our Martyr?" You can shoot me with arrows And chop off my head But the Christ within me Will never be dead. "Hic hic, over here!" My head wolf-cries, Holy spirit of England That never dies. Between a wolf's paws They find, in wonder My head that to body Returns un-sundered. You can shoot me with arrows And chop off my head But the Christ within me Will never be dead.
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The Ballad of St Christopher 03:22
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The giant said to the hermit, "As a youth I waxed in my pride, Overpowered all comers at games Then I put childish things aside. "As a man I donned sword and armour And served the world's greatest king Till I saw him in terror of Satan, Such a coward was not worth serving. "At the heart of the darkest dark forest I found Satan holding court. 'Are you then the world's strongest monarch?' 'I am.' 'Then it's you that I've sought.' "But a cross made King Satan cower. 'Do you fear a small piece of wood?!' 'Not the cross but He who once hung there.' So to Him would I go, if I could. "And I've followed this still voice within me On the trail of that strongest one To your cell, so, hermit, now tell me Of this terrible Christ who was hung." "Not by fighting but fighting evil," The hermit replied, "we deserve This Christ who fears nothing and no-one, And whom only the bravest can serve." "But God gave me might for a reason!" The hermit replied, 'Then dwell here On the bank of this wild angry river And carry poor travellers over." So he lives until one night a child comes Whom he carries into the stream Whose slightness grows ever more heavy Till his mighty legs bow at the knee. "You’re the heaviest burden I've carried," He says as he sets the child down, "How can littleness be so colossal?" Then a great glory shines around. From within it, the child speaks softly, "I bear all the sins of the world, All its sorrows, for I am the Christ child," - The mighty man's senses whirl - "And because you’ve been kind to the weakest And borne Christ upon your back, 'Christopher' I call you… " and vanished, The star in our midnight black. "Not by fighting but fighting evil," The hermit replied, "we deserve This Christ who fears nothing and no-one, And whom only the bravest can serve."

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This album is dedicated to Richard.

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released May 1, 2020

Thanks to various members of the Penland Phezants thepenlandphezants.bandcamp.com for support on tracks 1, 2 and 4.

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Bardonthewire England, UK

Performance poetry with a library card (voice & drum, folk ballads, ghazals, sonnets, beat poems, sound poems, raps) much of it happening 'on the street' or jostling to be heard in the tavern. Researched stories of folk heroes and real folk. History for you. Bardic poetry striving (as all arts do) for the condition of music (from punk though rap to to prog). Visionary lit. for your average Blake. ... more

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