John Boyle O'Reilly

(28 June 1844 - 10 August 1890 / Dowth Castle, County Meath)

Experience - Poem by John Boyle O'Reilly

THE world was made when a man was born,
He must taste for himself the forbidden springs;
He can never take warning from old-fashion'd things;
He must fight as a boy, he must drink as a youth,
Of the friend of his soul; he must laugh to scorn
The hints of deceit in a woman's eyes--
They are clear as the wells of Paradise.

And so he goes on till the world grows old,
Till his toung has grown cautious, his heart has grown cold,
Till the smile leaves his mouth, till the ring leaves his laugh,
And he shirks the bright headache you ask him to quaff.
He grows formal with men, and with women polite,
And distrustful of both when they're out of his sight.
Then he eats for his palate and drinks for his head,
And loves for his pleasure,--and 'tis time he was dead.


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  • Rajnish Manga (8/23/2017 1:44:00 PM)


    A nice observation of a man's life broadly shaped around his experience philosophy. Thanks.
    He grows formal with men, and with women polite,
    And distrustful of both when they're out of his sight.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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