Bloom, Easter lilies fair! Out of the dust arisen, From the deep darkness under the sod Quickened to life by the touch of God, Oh! tell it abroad with your fragrant breath, Life is forever victor of death. Ring, happy Easter bells! Ring from each temple tower; Tell it again where the story is old, Tell it afar where it never was told, Oh! tell it abroad with jubilant breath, Life is forever victor of death. Sing, grateful soul of mine! Sing till they hear in heaven; Song sweeter than that of blossom or bell, For joy beyond all that angels can tell, How the Life Divine with quickening breath Hath made thee forever victor of death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO RIDGELY TORRENCE - PLAYWRIGHT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON VIOLET'S WAFERS, SENT ME WHEN I WAS ILL by SIDNEY LANIER GUNS AS KEYS: AND THE GREAT GATE SWINGS by AMY LOWELL THE ROAD TO AVIGNON by AMY LOWELL HONEY DRIPPER by CLARENCE MAJOR |