| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | For the Prodigall | | William Drummond of Hawthornden (1585–1649) |
| | | I CHANGED countries new delights to find, | |
| But ah! for pleasure I did find new pain; | |
| Enchanting pleasures so did reason blind, | |
| That father’s love and words I scorn’d as vain. | |
| For tables rich, for bed, for following train | 5 |
| Of careful servants to observe my mind; | |
| These herds I keep my fellows are assign’d, | |
| My bed’s a rock, and herbs my life sustain, | |
| Now while I famine feel, fear worser harms, | |
| Father and Lord, I turn! thy love yet great, | 10 |
| My faults will pardon, pity mine estate. | |
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| This where an aged oak had spread its arms | |
| Thought the lost child, while as the herds he led, | |
| And pin’d with hunger on wild acorns fed. | | | | |
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