I'd think of naught save the wall, but gain
Over the other side
A fair mixed world of evil and good,
Chancy and wild and wide.
Sorrow and hunger and pain and fear,
Peace that is won through strife,
The changing luck of the changing year
Giving its zest to life.
Had I been Adam in Eden-close
Never was wall so high
'Could keep me out of the lean brown earth,
Though it might reach the sky!
Had I been Adam in Paradise
I should ha' climbed the wall,
I want not only the sweet of life
But all—all—all!
