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“BUT MARY SAT STILL IN THE HOUSE”

To the sepulchre they go—
Maries, sighing in their woe—
Sacred spices to bestow
On Him who lieth low,
From corruption to preserve Him so.
But the Mother lieth on her bed;
For she would not go with them, she said:
And she lieth on her bed,
Dreaming as a mother of her dead.
Mary now is stirring in the room!
Presently they come back from the tomb
Swift with message of an empty tomb.
Then they pause: her Lily is in bloom.