VERSES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES
From THE BOOK OF PREFACES 2000
Poem: Alasdair Gray © 2005
16 – The Earth Tramper, by Anon, translation of the start
on merciful God, while he heartsick
goes the waterways, long at the oar
churning with hands that rime-cold sea,
the exile’s road: doom bitter and fixed.”
So says the earth-tramper mindful of toil,
grief of slaughter dear kinsfolk felled.
“Often shall I lonely at daybreak,
lament my cares. Not now to the living, to none
may I show my thoughts daring
to openly speak. I now truly know
the warrior’s code, that noble custom
of locking his heart, binding it fast,
held hard shut let him think what he will.
no care-worn heart withstands its weird.
No troubled mind can draw help to it.
Who seeks respect and is dreary often
Deep in his breast-coffin binds that fast.”