BLOOMING to garland Easter, White as the drifted snows, Are the beautiful vestal lilies, The myriad-petaled rose, Carnations with hearts of fire, And the heather's fragrant spray— Blooming to garland Easter, And strew our King's highway. Late we had gloom and sorrow, But the word from Heaven forth Has scattered the clouds before it Like a trumpet blown from the north; And east and west and southward The flowers arise to-day To garland the blithesome Easter, And strew the King's highway. Carry the flowers of Easter To the darkened house of woe, With their message of strength and comfort Let the lilies of Easter go; Scatter the Easter blossoms In the little children's way; Let want and pain and weakness Be cheered on our Easter day. For lilac, and rose, and bluebell, And whatever name they wear, The spell of the flowers of Easter Is a spell to banish care; And blooming to garland Easter, They will shine in church to-day, The lovely things that have awakened To deck our King's highway. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOW AND AFTERWARDS by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK STAR-TALK by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE JACQUERIE: SONG. THE HOUND by SIDNEY LANIER LINCOLN, THE MAN OF THE PEOPLE by EDWIN MARKHAM QUI TRANSTULIT SUSTINET by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD SONNETS FOR NEW YORK CITY: 4. THE FOUNTAIN OF LIFE by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |