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John Greenleaf Whittier (1807–1892). The Poetical Works in Four Volumes. 1892.

Occasional Poems

A Lay of Old Time

  • Written for the Essex County Agricultural Fair, and sung at the banquet at Newburyport, October 2, 1856.


  • ONE morning of the first sad Fall,

    Poor Adam and his bride

    Sat in the shade of Eden’s wall—

    But on the outer side.

    She, blushing in her fig-leaf suit

    For the chaste garb of old;

    He, sighing o’er his bitter fruit

    For Eden’s drupes of gold.

    Behind them, smiling in the morn,

    Their forfeit garden lay,

    Before them, wild with rock and thorn,

    The desert stretched away.

    They heard the air above them fanned,

    A light step on the sward,

    And lo! they saw before them stand

    The angel of the Lord!

    “Arise,” he said, “why look behind,

    When hope is all before,

    And patient hand and willing mind,

    Your loss may yet restore?

    “I leave with you a spell whose power

    Can make the desert glad,

    And call around you fruit and flower

    As fair as Eden had.

    “I clothe your hands with power to lift

    The curse from off your soil;

    Your very doom shall seem a gift,

    Your loss a gain through Toil.

    “Go, cheerful as yon humming-bees,

    To labor as to play.”

    White glimmering over Eden’s trees

    The angel passed away.

    The pilgrims of the world went forth

    Obedient to the word,

    And found where’er they tilled the earth

    A garden of the Lord!

    The thorn-tree cast its evil fruit

    And blushed with plum and pear,

    And seeded grass and trodden root

    Grew sweet beneath their care.

    We share our primal parents’ fate,

    And, in our turn and day,

    Look back on Eden’s sworded gate

    As sad and lost as they.

    But still for us his native skies

    The pitying Angel leaves,

    And leads through Toil to Paradise

    New Adams and new Eves!