EASTER. 



RONDEAU 



A RISE !&quot; went forth a mighty Voice, &quot;all ye 

 ** That sleep.&quot; O earthborn Lily, who told thee 

 To come forth with the living from the dead ? 

 The white-robed Lily answered &quot; The great Head 

 And Heart of Nature, God Himself, called me. 



&quot; He said, The Christ is risen ! and tenderly 

 My earthy cerements loosing, He bade me 

 Too following in the way where Christ hath led 

 Arise!&quot; 



Trust thou this promised Immortality, 

 O, troubled, doubting heart ! Fear not that He 

 Who wakes the lowly lily from her bed, 

 Whose own hands loose the graveclothes from her 



head, 



Will Easter Day forget to say to thee, 

 &quot;Arise!&quot; 



