Easter

Tlie snushine with its fleece of gold, the pink 'lakei! dewy ove, Th air of springtime redolent of turf and budding leaf, Tlie piue-tree'sodorous tassels, the wild grape's -picy bloom, The yellow moiild all twinkllng with life from winter' tomb, At Easter. Ti.u gjub, whose gauzy pinions now with light celestial gleam, Flitting iu azure ether, like a winged morning beam, The authems of the little birds, the lark's asecn.sion song- All these are resnrrection types, thut rapturOUüJy throng At Easter. The lüies from yon brackish pool Ín virgin vhitonoss rise, Exhalinf; incensé, tender as a breath from parndise : As irom earth'a dregs their slender stems to s.iintly bloom exuaiid, Sojtelrt effulgent filis the tomb, unbarred by Cnrist's oiïii hand At Easter.