A mysterious – because unexplained – line of yew trees exists adjacent to the small ruined church at Knowlton, whose roof collapsed in the 18th century; the church was abandoned after this time. Is the tree line intentional or coincidental, was it a processional way or does it just indicate a field boundary, or the line of a lost hedgerow? After the roof gave way Knowlton’s several bells probably remained, there is no record of the tower being damaged. However, a neighbouring church tower collapsed some years later & Knowlton’s unused bells were possibly taken away at this juncture and reused in the rebuilding of the other church. Perhaps after this time there grew up the folk tale that Knowlton’s bell – now only one – was stolen by the neighbouring village & then accidentally dropped into a river from where it was never recovered? I prefer to see in this story the soul of the vanished village in the form of the church bell returned to the sacred river which gave the village its reason for being. The lyrics for this song were inspired by Brion Gysin’s ‘cut-ups’ technique for assembling text.
lyrics
Fades vellum scroll
And stave to fall
Erased the page
And image all
Into the depths
Confusion fell
The gilded glyph
The tower bell
To Horton spire
And suffer fate
The open door
Carved foliate
Then plummet figures
Rood screen wrought
With angel’s wings
Too swift for thought
O beating drum
And storm destroyed
Ghost friar’s cells
Left unrestored
The river jewel
And crystal clear
Free flowing flies
The fleeting deer
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