Charles Kingsley (1819-1875)|
(Written for music for a Parish Industrial Exhibition.)
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.
The above poem can be found for example in:
Kingsley, Charles. The Works. Volume I.
London: Macmillan and Co., 1884. (as found in the facsimile edition
printed by Hildesesheim, Germany: Georg Olms Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1968.)
Harrington, Mildred P., and Josephine H. Thomas, eds. Our Holidays in Poetry.
New York: The H.W. Wilson Company, 1938.