AT BEST
by: John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890)
HE faithful helm commands the keel,
From port to port fair breezes blow;
But the ship must sail the convex sea,
Nor may she straighter go.
So, man to man; in fair accord,
On thought and will the winds may wait;
But the world will bend the passing word,
Though its shortest course be straight.
From soul to soul the shortest line
At best will bended be:
The ship that holds the straightest course
Still sails the convex sea.
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Nice, Always good to see a bit of JBOR appreciation BizzareAppu, I'll add this piece he wrote:
Nice, Always good to see a bit of JBOR appreciation BizzareAppu, I'll add this piece he wrote:
Today
Today
Only from day to day the life of a wise man runs what matters if seasons far away have glooms or have double suns
Only from day to day the life of a wise man runs what matters if seasons far away have glooms or have double suns
Like a tide our work should rise each later wave the best Today is king in disguise Today is the special test
Like a tide our work should rise each later wave the best Today is king in disguise Today is the special test
Like a sawyers work is life The present makes the flaw and the only field for strife is the inch before the saw
Like a sawyers work is life The present makes the flaw and the only field for strife is the inch before the saw
John Boyle O' Reilly
John Boyle O' Reilly