21. The Pilgrim For an Album THERE stray'd awhile, amid the woods of Dart, One who could love them, but who durst not love. A vow had bound him, ne'er to give his heart To streamlet bright, or soft secluded grove. 'Twas a hard humbling task, onwards to move His easy-captured eyes from each fair spot, With unattach'd and lonely step to rove O'er happy meads, which soon its print forgot: Yet kept he safe his pledge, prizing his pilgrim-lot. Dartington . July 21, 1831.