WHEN that Man was cast away Out of Eden for his sin, God put by His wrath to say: "Now his sad time shall begin; My poor creature, made to walk By Me under forest trees, Made to walk with Me and talk When the evening brings much ease: Since a tree hath him undone, My poor creature that I planned, By a Tree he shall be won, Given again into My Hand." God took up a seed of life, Planted it in tear-wet earth: "My poor Adam and his wife Shall have shade and quiet mirth. This, My tree shall grow and grow Till its branches fill the air; Not My groves of Heaven may show Princely Fruit as this shall bear. Hanging head and knees, alack, This shall bear a noble Flower, And my Tree will give Me back What I lost by Eden bower." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLESSING FOR THE BLESSED by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA THREE SONNETS WRITTEN IN MID-CHANNEL: 3 by ALFRED AUSTIN VERSES TO -- --, ON THE FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF THEIR MARRIAGE by BERNARD BARTON SAD MADRIGAL, SELECTION by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE EPITAPH FOR ROBERT AIKEN by ROBERT BURNS A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG(5 by THOMAS CAMPION OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 29 by THOMAS CAMPION |