The Rich Hill tribune. (Rich Hill, Mo.) 1903-1911, 1905-04-20

The Lord % nssut-chanis ne fhab.
HoFabna % hls KinTfF mame
rose trlumphant from fhe mire.
Ana hroke ne bonds of gln auf thspie
Ernergine fr1m fhe rf1fen rrfT eio
BE put The Roman gusffs RI sighb
He tanned the terror u the tomb.
A. radiant sunshine o0uQnens nigh
The majestic organs noble strain
Peala oui in faptnrOns roEudeiag.
A. ~throbbine Hiib ferce Godflke pain.
And cheers the iseaard IN The fray.
How fresh each virgins r~oseieaf face
Ar pure ~ lilies drenebed ia dee
Their i~ustrous eyes. their fsEnlike grace,
SWEEP enthusiasts ~ stanch and uue.
One trips demureiy down the aisle
As artiess a. shy mt bn0En maid.
You watch The piquant. tender smile
The sshen visp u siken braid
A timorOus IS shy tender fawu-
That ianguid crops sweet SAVIOR grass
And frankly greets the pure eyed DaEn-
You watch the soft eyed lassie pass.
So shy and virginia. her air.
As pensive az some sersph bright,
The radiant halo Of her hair.
As rich a. sunshine 70 the sight
she kueels 50 meekly IN the pew
With eyes demure and dainty mle1.
Meath oriel windows violet hue.
That filter radiance DER the scene
You like to see her ~roseleaf face
Blush like pale lily IN the sun.
You mark the supple. griish grace.
The high bred pailo- o. the num-
You watch her violet dewy eyes.
The inky eyebrows siiken shade
That masks her glance Of arch surprise.
And sanctthes the tender maid.
Like some rich 5eEel IN the gloom.
She seems 70 hide her beauty rare
The swinging censer's rich perfume
Spills incense on the uanced air.
Touched with Ceciiia's tender grace
She dawns some fruant from the skies.
You mark 'he pure pRtrieian face,
The starry splendoT Of her eyes
The bcyish beauty Of the priest.
Carved ivory crueihxes glow.
Rich splendid sculpture from the East.
The SOnorous Latin's stately hoE.
The faperinE spire that fronts the sky,
The big taberuacle's sanity gloom.
Lily hrowed Maoonns's wistful eye
The baby SavioTs destined doom.
The sun seems dancing in the sky
Rejoicing or tlifhe Easter Dsy.
The swallows tWttter. poise and Hy.
The seagnlls drift DER soaming spray.
And Nature decks herself In green
To greet the ccminE Of the spring.
The balmy breeze lows soft serene
To hall TIE triumph Of The King.
You linrer round the stately place.
The high altar CLEANS ike faiyland.
You see the Madonna's Raphael face.
The young Acolyfes In boyish hand.
You hear the rich GreEorian song
Like eian strains from fairy seas.
The famished pilgrims eager thrCnE
The incense trailing On the oreeEe,
In the saactuary's ivory shrine.
The sanity prClate Eneeis and prays.
I would snch tranquil peace we're mine
A wanderer by unhalloEed ways
Ny musiuE fancy calls the past
or boyish hopes and boyfsh fesrs.
Nouth's radiant rainbow could not last,
E-Xtinguished in grey mist OF tears
The Lord is risen-peals the chime.
The organ thunders forth his praise.
And surEes like some s0nonous rhyme
That swelis like HomeT's deNthless lays
How fresh. how son each girlish song
That charms and soothcs TIE speiihoEnd
That seems 70 hanish grief and wrong
And brings the cynics ErudEtng tear.
The belfry's chimes are pealing clear
In the turret Of the sculptured tower
As exercising grief and tear
And waiting In hiithe Easter hour.
Their crystal cadence soothes the ear
And seems 10 weave a honsyed spell
Their carols bring the angels near
The Lord h risen-au is well
am the Resurrection and the life
Thus spake the Lord 10 scodauE Zoe.
Go sheathe your sword and cease yoar stTlf
hanish Ericf snd care and woe
Condemned to death epon q tree.
Doomed Nke a thlef 90 hsng ip pain.
Ms suffering set the nations tree.
Ny sacrifice. the SINNERS gain.
All hail the g~iurioas Easter morn
mat tanned the terror ~ The tomhs
Deaths citadel Was Nrenchcd and terra.
The Easter lilies hourgcon-bioom.
The Rising Sun 81 Christs on hish,
It's rclden radiance warns TIE plain
The Savior taught uz how 20 die
Is Eoidcn radiance warns 1e plata
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