Song
July 6, 2023Lines Written in a Blank Leaf of the ‘Prometheus Unbound’
July 6, 2023Poor Old Pilgrim Misery ( Song )
Act I, scene 1, lines 141-60
Poor old pilgrim Misery,
Beneath the silent moon he sate,
A-listening to the screech owl’s cry,
And the cold wind’s goblin prate;
Beside him lay his staff of yew
With withered willow twined,
His scant grey hair all wet with dew,
His cheeks with grief ybrined;
And his cry it was ever, alack!
Alack, and woe is me.
Anon a wanton imp astray
His piteous moaning hears,
And from his bosom steals away
His rosary of tears:
With his plunder fled that urchin elf,
And hid it in your eyes,
Then tell me back the stolen pelf,
Give up the lawless prize;
Or your cry shall be ever, alack!
Alack, and woe is me.
Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803-1849) was an English poet and playwright who was associated with the Romantic movement. He is known for his plays such as "Death's Jest-Book" and his poetry collections such as "The Brides' Tragedy."