THE EARTH AND MAN

THE EARTH AND MAN

By Stopford Augustus Brooke (1832 - 1916)

A LITTLE sun, a little rain,

A soft wind blowing from the west -

And woods and fields are sweet again,

And warmth within the mountain's breast.

So simple is the earth we tread,

So quick with love and life her frame:

Ten thousand years have dawned and fled,

And still her magic is the same.

A little love, a little trust,

A soft impulse, a sudden dream -

And life as dry as desert dust

Is fresher than a mountain stream.

So simple is the heart of man,

So ready for new hope and joy:

Ten thousand years since it began

Have left it younger than a boy.