Half

Embalm one half in chamberlye and abandoned in some gully
Half hung on the gallows high for folly and vainglory

The Flyting of Grief and Joy (Eternal Return), Spoils

Last thing she gave me:
One dewy sprig of rosemary
And half a compass

Under No Enchantment (But my Own), Spoils

The hidden sin is half forgiven
The hidden sin is half forgiven
When by sin the world is riven
All that's hidden is revealed

The Hidden Sin, unreleased

One

"I will visit the same upon thee thousand-fold,
I will visit the same upon thee.
And may you become one with the water so dumb,
Flow away, flow away, flow away.

I Fell in Love, Farewell Sorrow

And the larks sang melodious, Polly,
At the dawning of the day.
And they only know the one song, Polly,
But they sing it wondrously.

I Went Hunting, Farewell Sorrow

And now the cruel war is on, she brings me a son,
And I know some foreign one has been with her, lying.
I know by his cradle cry, I know by his whine,
I know by the black of his eye, he's no son of mine.

The Cruel War, The Amber Gatherers

Well, you know this is a good place,
A seemly place to summer,
But you should find another,
Another one to winter.
....
So my tongue is not the one
You are scolded in or lulled in,
But the one that I was schooled in
Is the only one I know.

Let me Lie and Bleed Awhile, The Amber Gatherers

As I roved out one Shrovetide Eve
Among the bramble and the cloudberry
It's then I heard a melody
A-blowing over the Northern Sea:
The song of the old men of the shells

The Old Men of the Shells, The Amber Gatherers

I must be going, no longer staying
O'er towering mountain I must now leave
No longer staying, no more love laying
On one who wearies of the very air she breathes

The Calfless Cow, The Amber Gatherers

From Grief there grew a rosary of tears
They grew to form a swarm of hornets
They took the air and they swarmed as one
This one apported three fire-garnets
And sealed the rising of the unconquered sun.

The Flyting of Grief and Joy (Eternal Return), Spoils

One year I ran and ran and ran
In the east and the south and the north and the west
And it's only when I finally came to rest
Did I realise I had no legs

Unyoked Oxen Turn, Spoils

Next one frowned and he went down
Then gave a laugh and forked up the path
And flew away forever
Next one cowered and drew away
Then sprung back into my face
Because my face betrayed a smile
Because my smile betrayed some love
I had to go down to the hazel grove
Now we'll all go down together
Only one more task to tackle
Before we reach the final battle

Hazel Forks, Spoils

And so sadly I saw her unfold and unfold
Then she turned her face to me and she said with one look
"The willow grows ever aslant of the brook
Regardless the shape and the heft of your book
...
And this she did say as she leapt o'er the stile
"Bridges like this must entirely lack guile
It hinges on us, son, to find our own rust, son
So give up the gloom, son, just trust, just trust"
All this with one look
And man, was I spooked!
...
Last thing she gave me:
One dewy sprig of rosemary
And half a compass

Under No Enchantment (But my Own), Spoils

She knows that she's the one to go before us
Making each and every border porous

The Hallucinator and the King of the Silver Ship of Time, The Wyrd Meme

And only one in the caul
Can leave the untrue womb-o
And he makes note to bear his pall
The bloodline goes with him

The Untrue Womb, First Edition

And she a youngling in her bud
The green wood waxes early
She's lain with one too near in blood
Where the deer go running yearly-o

Brother Seed, unreleased

And the one from whom I kept my raking
From whom I crept when day was breaking
Upon her brow before awakening
I lay a last lamenting kiss
...
And the one with whom I broke a bed vow
Her head inclines to the piano
There upon our neck so narrow
I lay a first fragmenting kiss

The Hidden Sin, unreleased

Well Fitful to trade was a sharpener of blades
You never saw one so venal
A barrel of ash where his heart should have been
A bramble in place of a brain-o

Peacock Strut, unreleased

Two

First thing she gave me:
Two sprays of old Dog's Mercury
Then I knew that this was serious

Under No Enchantment (But my Own), Spoils

Three

Meantime we'll see three forests rise and fall in mulch and rind-rust
We'll see the woodsmen turn and fly and the Devil take the hindmost
And you'll call on your inmost scorn to lay upon their babies
I'll call upon my opiate wand to lay upon their ladies
And we'll see three cities form and rise and crumble down to fine dust
We'll see the Burghers turn and fly and the Devil take the hindmost
...
From Grief there grew a rosary of tears
They grew to form a swarm of hornets
They took the air and they swarmed as one
This one apported three fire-garnets
And sealed the rising of the unconquered sun.

The Flyting of Grief and Joy (Eternal Return), Spoils

The hazel forked three ways in my hand
Three ways in my blood
Three ways in my mind

Hazel Forks, Spoils

Then there came travellers, travellers three
Happening randomly by-o
I'll tell you the names of these travellers three
Fitful and Listless and Sly-o

Peacock Strut, unreleased

A pox upon, a pox upon you
Three times a pox on your unholy name
A pox upon you, a pox upon you
And a blessing on all who would you profane
...
It's a blessing on you, a blessing on you
Three times a blessing on your holy name
It's a blessing on you, a blessing on you
And a pox on any who would you profane

What Cares the Crow for the Plaint of Lapwing?, unreleased

He sang the hammer dryad away
With sharpened heel, she three times marked the ground

The Haruspex of Paradox, unreleased

Four

I reached below his sleeve to find
As ordinary a hand as mine.
It had four fingers and a thumb,
And a wedding band on one.

I Had a Kiss of the King's Hand, The Amber Gatherers

Tell me who gave us the Book of Doves
Columba, Columba, Columba
What was the breadth of it?
A furlong or four
What was the depth of it?
A fathom or five

The Book of Doves, Spoils

Five

Tell me who gave us the Book of Doves
Columba, Columba, Columba
What was the breadth of it?
A furlong or four
What was the depth of it?
A fathom or five

The Book of Doves, Spoils

Seven

I'll stand in the fallen masonry and say my sermons seven
For all the penitents in Hell and the celebrants in Heaven

The Flyting of Grief and Joy (Eternal Return), Spoils

He said I've sailed the seven seas to find you
Seven seas and twenty three
I've sailed a sickening sea of golden coins
To be near you, to be free

The Hallucinator and the King of the Silver Ship of Time, The Wyrd Meme

Nine

In the graveyard, down in the graveyard
I stooped to drink the sacramental wine
All for to lay upon the wounds of our dear saviour
Well, I though to gather up the sacred nine
I though to gather up the sacred nine

The Sacred Nine and the Primal Horde, Revenge of the Folksingers

Ten

Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow
To scrape out a tune on your heart.
Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills
To pluck on your veins like a harp."

I Fell in Love, Farewell Sorrow

Eighteen

It's eighteen years since the loud cicadas
Made us leave our imperilled shores

The Flyting of Grief and Joy (Eternal Return), Spoils

Twenty three

He said I've sailed the seven seas to find you
Seven seas and twenty three
I've sailed a sickening sea of golden coins
To be near you, to be free

The Hallucinator and the King of the Silver Ship of Time, The Wyrd Meme

Thousand

"I will visit the same upon thee thousand-fold,
I will visit the same upon thee.
And may you become one with the water so dumb,
Flow away, flow away, flow away.

I Fell in Love, Farewell Sorrow

I dreamed I rode the royal road
Spurred on by angry keen of banshees
Saw many men endaubed in woad
Their ladies held in crimson clenches
My pony she was silver shod
Born in a thousand avalanches

The Royal Road at the World's End, The Wyrd Meme

Arise, arise, my clansmen all address a thousand healers
Those workers of the evil eye will tremble and they'll fear us

Song Composed in December, unreleased

Two thousand

These are the wheels of the world, my friend, you must understand,
For two thousand years they've been spreading destruction all over this land

The Wheels of the World, unreleased

One million

The ptarmigan stands by the well at the world's end
Hoping to sunder your song, a strong burden
Hoping to steal your own song from you, sparky
To silence your song of one million tongues

The Wheels of the World, unreleased