An Easter Carol by Christina
Rossetti
Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen
and all the earth’s at play.
Flash forth, thou
Sun,
The rain is over and
gone, its work is done.
Winter is past,
Sweet Spring is come
at last, is come at last.
Bud, Fig and Vine,
Bud, Olive, fat with
fruit and oil and wine.
Break forth this morn
In roses, thou but
yesterday a Thorn.
Uplift thy head,
O pure white Lily
through the Winter dead.
Beside your dams
Leap and rejoice, you
merry-making Lambs.
All Herds and Flocks
Rejoice, all Beasts
of thickets and of rocks.
Sing, Creatures,
sing,
Angels and Men and
Birds and everything.
All notes of Doves
Fill all our world: this is the time of loves.
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