Classic Poem

So Paradise was brightened, so 'twas blest,
When Innocence and Beauty it possest.
Such was it's more retired Path and Seat,
For Eve and musing Angels a Retreat .
Such Eden's Streams, and Banks, and tow'ring Groves;
Such Eve her self, and such her Muse and Loves .
Only there wants an Adam on the Green ,
Or else all Paradise might here be seen.