A child, Curious and innocent, Slips from his Nurse, and rejoicing Loses himself in the Fair. Thro' the jostle and din Wandering, he revels, Dreaming, desiring, possessing; Till, of a sudden Tired and afraid, he beholds The sordid assemblage Just as it is; and he runs With a sob to his Nurse (Lighting at last on him), And in her motherly bosom Cries him to sleep. Thus thro' the World, Seeing and feeling and knowing, Goes Man: till at last, Tired of experience, he turns To the friendly and comforting breast Of the old nurse, Death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CRADLE SONG by PADRAIC COLUM THEOLOGY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LAMENTATION OF THE OLD PENSIONER (2) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE SISTER'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONNET: 4 by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE DEATH OF THE POOR by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |