Traveller's Curse After Misdirection
(from the Welsh)
By: Robert Graves
May they stumble, stage by stage
On an endless pilgrimage,
Dawn and dusk, mile after mile,
At each and every step a stile;
At each and every step with all
May they catch their feet and fall;
At each and every fall they take
May a bone within them break;
And may the bone that breaks within
Not be, for variations sake,
now rib, now thigh, now arm, now shin,
But always without fail, THE NECK.