Easter Day.
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But hark! the choirs of the wood, Welcome the holy morn;Sweet flowers of the new-born Spring, Death's winter shroud adorn, This Easter Day.
Bring violets, infant smiles of Spring, For 'tis our Church's day;"Christ is risen," rise with Him, And praise, as well as pray On Easter Day.
O Jesu! Saviour of my soul; Dear Saviour, I would layLove's sweetest flower on Thy crown, On this our Easter Day!
Bath, 1862.
