WHEN Man, expell'd from Eden's bowers, A moment linger'd near the gate, Each scene recall'd the vanish'd hours, And bade him curse his future fate. But, wandering on through distant climes, He learnt to bear his load of grief; Just gave a sigh to other times, And found in busier scenes relief. Thus, lady! will it be with me, And I must view thy charms no more; For, while I linger near to thee, I sigh for all I knew before. In flight I shall be surely wise, Escaping from temptation's snare; I cannot view my paradise Without the wish of dwelling there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEDTIME by FRANCIS ROBERT ST. CLAIR ERSKINE MOTHER TO SON by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES FROLIC by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL BUDDHA AND BRAHMA by HENRY BROOKS ADAMS THE BLIND ASTRONOMER by THOMAS ASA A DREAM by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |