The Golden Age of Adam And Eve

Adam all day 'mid odorous garden bowers
Had lightly toiled, while many a tender
word,
With murmurs of the brook and song of bird.
Fell on Eve's ear at work amongst her flowers;
When lo! where grove of pine and cedar
towers.
As with a gentle breeze the leaves are
stirred.
And walking in the garden God is heard.
With voice of love charming those evening
hours.
With conscious innocence, and hand in hand.
That goodly pair approach their awful
Friend,
Like children with beloved father stand;
Then at His feet in adoration bend.
O golden age! O days of heaven on earth!
When life was piety and labor mirth.
by R. Wilton