An English Madonna By James Hinton [i.e. George Barlow] |
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RESURRECTION-LIGHT.
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II. RESURRECTION-LIGHT.
Is there a Resurrection for the flowers?
Have faded lilies seen their Christs arise
Snow-petalled, golden-hearted,—with clear eyes
That frighten Death from out the tangled bowers?
Have ferns and harebells their triumphant hours
When they too know that Death is he who dies?
When they revisit the sunlighted skies
And meet again the soft lips of the showers?—
Have faded lilies seen their Christs arise
Snow-petalled, golden-hearted,—with clear eyes
That frighten Death from out the tangled bowers?
Have ferns and harebells their triumphant hours
When they too know that Death is he who dies?
When they revisit the sunlighted skies
And meet again the soft lips of the showers?—
Is there a Resurrection, love, for thee?
Wilt thou whose eyes are even more divine
Than the sun's first light gladdening the sea-line
Be as the resurrection-sun for me?
Will Christ speak through thee, and the eyes I meet
First after death be even than his more sweet?
Wilt thou whose eyes are even more divine
Than the sun's first light gladdening the sea-line
Be as the resurrection-sun for me?
Will Christ speak through thee, and the eyes I meet
First after death be even than his more sweet?
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