If I could arise and travel away Over the plains of the night and the day, I should arrive at a land at last Where all of our sins and sorrows are past And we're done with the Ten Commandments. The name of the land I must not tell; Green is the grass and cool the well: Virtue is easy to find and to keep, And the sinner may lie at his pleasure and sleep By the side of the Ten Commandments. Income and honor, and glory and gold Grow on the bushes all over the wold; And if ever a man has a touch of remorse, He eats of the flower of the golden gorse, And to hell with the Ten Commandments. He goes to church in his Sunday's best; He eats and drinks with perfect zest; And whether he lives in heaven or hell Is more than you or I can tell; But he's done with the Ten Commandments. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASHURNATSIRPAL III by CARL SANDBURG IN ROMNEY MARSH by JOHN DAVIDSON CARILLON by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW IN THE CHURCHYARD AT CAMBRIDGE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MOUNTAIN LAUREL by ALFRED NOYES THE PHOENIX TO MRS. BUTTS by WILLIAM BLAKE FAMILIARITY DANGEROUS by VINCENT BOURNE |