"Eve"


Eve

Close to the gates of Paradise I flee; 
The night is hot and serpents leave their beds, 
And slide along the dark, crooking their heads, ― 
My God, my God, open the gates to me! 

My eyes are burning so I cannot see; 
My feet are bleeding and I suffer pain; 
Let me come in on the cool grass again― 
My God, my God, open the gates to me! 

I ate the fruit of the forbidden tree, 
And was cast out into the barren drouth; 
And since―the awful taste within my mouth! 
My God, my God, open the gates to me! 

Am I shut out for all eternity? 
I do repent me of my one black sin, 
With prayers and tears of blood. . . . Let me come in! 
My God, my God, open the gates to me! 

Let me come in where birds and flowers be; 
Let me once more lie naked in the grass 
That trembles when the long wind-ripples pass! 
Lord God, Lord God, open the gates to me! 




"Eve" as it appears in Ella Higginson's When the Birds Go North Again (1898).


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