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The Hope Of The Resurrection (easter Stanzas) Post by :laffe Category :Poems Author :Vachel Lindsay Date :March 2011 Read :1953

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The Hope Of The Resurrection (easter Stanzas)

Though I have watched so many mourners weep
O'er the real dead, in dull earth laid asleep--
Those dead seemed but the shadows of my days
That passed and left me in the sun's bright rays.
Now though you go on smiling in the sun
Our love is slain, and love and you were one.
You are the first, you I have known so long,
Whose death was deadly, a tremendous wrong.
Therefore I seek the faith that sets it right
Amid the lilies and the candle-light.
I think on Heaven, for in that air so clear
We two may meet, confused and parted here.
Ah, when man's dearest dies, 'tis then he goes
To that old balm that heals the centuries' woes.
Then Christ's wild cry in all the streets is rife:--
"I am the Resurrection and the Life."

(The end)
Vachel Lindsay's poem: Easter Stanzas: The Hope Of The Resurrection

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