Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MY LADY OF EASTER, by RAY CLARKE ROSE


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MY LADY OF EASTER, by                    
First Line: The lilies that lean by the altar
Last Line: That love is our calling!
Subject(s): Easter; Holidays; Love; Praise; Religion; Saints; The Resurrection; Theology


The lilies that lean by the altar
Are pale as My Lady appears,
And the notes of the choristers falter
And fall on unlistening ears,
For her face is more luring and fairer
Than the loveliest lily unfolded,
And her grace is more rhythmical, rarer,
Than by music e'er molded.

In the pride of her piety, stately,
Unbending, she moves in the aisle,
With eyes looking downward sedately,
With lips uncaressed by a smile.
She 's a saint, from the sole of her sandal
To the crown of her burnished bronze hair—
With my heart on her shrine for a candle
I'd worship her there.

Well I know why all nature aspires
And spring's jewels we crush at our feet,
Why the sun spills the gold of its fires
And it lies unobserved in the street—
'Tis because from her saintly seclusion
My Lady emerges, reborn,
To dazzle, and dare our intrusion,
And lure us with scorn.

She comes with her heritage olden;
Like a sorceress swaddled in smiles
She will charm us again, unbeholden
To aught but her womanly wiles.
She bewilders and blinds, and her voice is
Like a heavenly promise enthralling.
We adore her and—well, she rejoices
That love is our calling!





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