Earth Upon Earth: A Mediæval Poem Revised

EARTH upon earth hath woefully wrought;
Now earth bringeth earth to nought;
For earth on earth hath sought
How earth to ruin be brought.
Earth sendeth on earth the dearth
Of exquisite youth and mirth,
Starving the fire on the hearth,
Cheating new life of birth.
Earth winneth on earth but power
To curse the final hour
When earth by its grief will cower
And gaze on its desolate dower.
Earth turneth from earth sad eyes
Unready to be wise;
Earth, sickened for holy skies,
Remembereth Paradise.