A Story Of Eden

In ion forgotten chronfct oí oíd This story l hará rwul, And 1 have beard ft aid Boaettt wept rbeo ba bod beard U told: Wheo Ere from Eden forced bad Rirned ber face To pity tbem IncUned God mad within ber tnlnd Qtow dim the memory of that blissful place. Then during mony after days of toll Cbildren of eartb were bom Who knew not of that morn Bef on In sweat leorued to tili the soü. They were content - contented with thelr lot; Bom to return to dust, Tbey Irred, as Ure they must, Oontented, tor of Eden tbey fcuew uot. Thu Qod wlth mercy tempered what seemed bata, So that men kuowing not Tbeir former bllssful lot Tbey should uot utterly be desolate. But af ter many years a child was bom, A child iinlike the rest; And wben unto ber breast Eve pressed lt, then she wept, a child forlorn. "Better." she sald, "thls child were In lts grave, Fur in hifi longing eyes Olünpsee of paradise And long forgotten trees of Eden wave." And verlasting Is our motber's pain, For oft at ere or mom Some poet child is bom Who bears tho&e sounds of Eden once agaln.