Poem by Charles Kingsley

Easter Week

See the land, her Easter keeping,
Rises as her Maker rose.
Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping,
Burst at last from winter snows.
Earth with heaven above rejoices;
Fields and gardens hail the spring;
Shaughs and woodlands ring with voices,
While the wild birds build and sing.

You, to whom your Maker granted
Powers to those sweet birds unknown,
Use the craft by God implanted;
Use the reason not your own.
Here, while heaven and earth rejoices,
Each his Easter tribute bring-
Work of fingers, chant of voices,
Like the birds who build and sing. 

1. The Red King
2. Dartside, 1849
3. Airly Beacon
4. The Legend of La Brea
5. On the Death of Leopold: King of the Belgians

Joyce Kilmer Easter Week ("(In memory of Joseph Mary Plunkett)")

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