The poems of Mrs. Emma Catherine Embury | ||
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SONNET
ON A PICTURE OF THE TWO MARYS AT THE TOMB OF CHRIST.
“Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.”
Not to the holy men in whom the flame
Of inspiration all serenely burned,
When from his lips God's mystic truths they learned,—
Not unto them the risen Christ first came;
Theirs were the gifts of prophecy and prayer,
And eloquent teaching of his holy name;
'Twas theirs his ministry of good to share,
To bear his cross and to despise the shame;
But they who humbly sought to do his will,
Content to bear meek-hearted woman's doom,—
They who had lingered last on Calvary's hill,
And earliest sought their master's hallowed tomb,—
To them 'twas given their risen Lord to see,
And catch the first bright gleam of immortality.
The poems of Mrs. Emma Catherine Embury | ||