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Show I EASTER DAY Wceji not llde Ills tomb. Ye women unto whom IIo wait treat comfort and ret greater great-er Kflef; Nor ye. yj faithful few that wont with Him to roam. Keek sadly what for I Urn ye left, so hopeleaii to your home; Nor ye despair, ye ahareri yet to be of their belief; Though lie be dead, He li not dead. Nor cone, though fled. Not lost, though vanlahod; Though He return not. thouck He Ilea end moldera low; In the true creed He la yet rlaeu Indeed; Chrlat la yet rlaen. Hit If ye will, alt down upon the ground, Yet not to weep and wall, but calmly look around. Whate'er befell. Karth la not hell. Now, too, on when It flnt began. Life la yet life, and man la man. For all that breathe beneath the heaven'i high rope, Joy with grief mixes, with despondence hopw. llopo conquers cowardice, Joy, grief; Or nt least, faith unbelief. Though dead, not dend; Not gone, though fled; Not lot, thoiinh vanished. In tho great Ooapel nnd true creed He Is yet risen Indeed; Chrlat Is M risen Arthur IIuRli Cloush. |