The Travellers' Curse after Misdirection by Robert Graves
(from the Welsh)
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 withal 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
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