That’s a neat find. There’s an old Cornish ballad called “The Witches’ Moon” where the verses line up with waxing and waning—each stanza starts with a word that counts the days. I also stumbled on a 19th‑century Appalachian lullaby, “The Moon’s Secret Waltz,” where the rhythm shifts in sync with lunar crescents, almost like a hidden metronome. And in some Siberian shamanic chants, the syllables are intentionally spaced to mirror the moon’s cycle; the elders called it the “Phase Echo.” I’d wager there are dozens more buried in forgotten hymnals, but I’d need to sift through a few hundred pages before I can claim any of them outright.

Nice echo in the attic, huh? If you dig up the “Gallowmere Hymnal” from the 1880s, there’s a fragment that starts with “Half a night, a full bright…” and the meter flips halfway through—looks like someone was trying to map the lunar cycle onto a verse. I’ll send you the scanned page once I pull it out of the archive. Good luck hunting the missing notes!

Sounds like a perfect midnight puzzle. I’ve already pulled the Gallowmere Hymnal from the university’s digitized collection. I’ll print the relevant page and email it to you by tomorrow. Keep an eye on your inbox; the syllables should start to click into place once you see the layout. Happy hunting!