From the paradise located for us in History, no one will drive us out!


‘Joy upon joy and gain upon gain
Are the destined rights of my birth,
And I shout the praise of my endless days
To the echoing edge of the earth.
Though I suffer all deaths that a man can die
To the uttermost end of time,
I have deep-drained this, my cup of bliss,
In every age and clime-
The froth of Pride, the tang f Power,
The sweet of Womanhood!
I drain the lees upon my knees,
For oh, the draught is good;
And smack my lips with song,
For when I die, another ‘I’ shall pass the cup along.

‘The man you drove from Eden’s grove
   Was I, my Lord, was I,
And I shall be there when the earth and the air
   Are rent from sea to sky;
For it is my world, my gorgeous world,
   The world of my dearest woes,
From the first faint cry of the newborn I
   To the rack f the woman’s throes.

‘Packed with the pulse of an unborn race,
Torn with a world’s desire.
The surging flood of my wild young blood
Would quench the judgment fire.
I am Man, Man, Man, from the tingling flesh
To the dust of earthly goal,
From the nestling gloom of the pregnant womb
To the sheen f my naked soul.
Bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh
The whole world leaps to my will,
And the unslaked thirst of an Eden cursed
Shall harrow the earth to its fill.
Almighty God, when I drain life’s glass
Of all its rainbow gleams,
The hapless plight of eternal night
Shall be none too long for my dreams.

‘The man you drove from Eden’s grove
   Was I, my Lord, was I,
And I shall be there when the earth and the air
   Are rent from sea to sky;
For it is my world, my gorgeous world,
   The world of my dear delight,
From the brightest gleam of the Arctic stream
   To the dusk of my own love-night’