THE little flowers came through the ground, At Easter time, at Easter time: They raised their heads and looked around, At happy Easter time. And every pretty bud did say, "Good people, bless this holy day, For Christ is risen, the angels say At happy Easter time!" The pure white lily raised its cup At Easter time, at Easter time. The crocus to the sky looked up At happy Easter time. "We'll hear the song of Heaven!" they say, "Its glory shines on us to-day. Oh! may it shine on us alway. At holy Easter time!" 'Twas long and long and long ago, That Easter time, that Easter time: But still the pure white lilies blow At happy Easter time. And still each little flower doth say "Good Christians, bless this holy day, For Christ is risen, the angels say At blessed Easter time!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. BURKE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A THOUGHT SUGGESTED BY A VIEW, OF SADDLEBACK IN CUMBERLAND by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE SONG OF THE BOW, FR. THE WHITE COMPANY by ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE THE PHANTOM KISS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SPINNING-WHEEL [SONG] by JOHN FRANCIS WALLER PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 25. AL-MUHIZZ by EDWIN ARNOLD IN AN ANCIENT LAND by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 32 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |