Here you will find the Poem Worldly Wisdom of poet Ella Wheeler Wilcox
If it were in my dead Past?s power To let my Present bask In some lost pleasure for an hour, This is the boon I?d ask: Re-pedestal from out the dust Where long ago `twas hurled, My beautiful incautious trust In this unworthy world. The symbol of my souls own truth ? I saw it go with tears ? The sweet unwisdom of my youth ? That vanished with the years. Since knowledge brings us only grief, I would return again To happy ignorance and belief In motives and in men. For worldly wisdom learned in pain Is in itself a cross, Significant mayhap of gain, Yet sign of saddest loss.