NOW with the lengthening days To God give glory and praise, Because He spills His plenty on the earth. That Life stirs bold and brave Prisoned in tree and grave, And earth is quick, is quick with myriad birth. O now the thrushes sing, The heart has gotten a wing, And all's given back again, nothing is lost. They who were dead have come New from the teeming womb, Coming with banners, a gay and glistening host. Now is fast before feast, Sober the year goes drest, This is the Lenten time to fast and pray; But listen and you shall hear The multitudinous cheer Rise up, sent forth, of the dead under the clay. The Lord of Life shall rise New from the sacrifice, And all Creation follow, a glistening train Singing innumerable, With wonderful news to tell, How Christ is risen, is risen, and Death is slain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHURCH-PORCH by GEORGE HERBERT THE COMING OF SPRING by NORA PERRY JUNGLE by RICHMOND GEORGE ANTHONY THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 104. WRITTEN AT FLORENCE: 2 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HELEN'S TOWER by ROBERT BROWNING THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: NEWS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |