A stargazer out late at night,
With eyes and thoughts turned both upright,
Tumbled by chance into a well
(A dismal story this to tell);
He roared and sobbed and roared again,
And cursed the ‘Bear’ and ‘Charles’s Wain.’
His woeful cries a neighbor brought,
Less learned, but wiser far in thought:
‘My friend,’ quoth he, ‘you’re much misled,
With stars to trouble thus your head;
Since you with these misfortunes meet,
For want of looking to your feet.’