They wondered why the fruit had been forbidden: <br />It taught them nothing new. They hid their pride, <br />But did not listen much when they were chidden: <br />They knew exactly what to do outside. <br /> <br />They left. Immediately the memory faded <br />Of all they known: they could not understand <br />The dogs now who before had always aided; <br />The stream was dumb with whom they'd always planned. <br /> <br />They wept and quarrelled: freedom was so wild. <br />In front maturity as he ascended <br />Retired like a horizon from the child, <br /> <br />The dangers and the punishments grew greater, <br />And the way back by angels was defended <br />Against the poet and the legislator.<br /><br />Wystan Hugh Auden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-wondered-why-the-fruit-had-been-forbidden/
