TO BE MEMORIZED
Snowdrops! lift your timid heads,
All the earth is waking;
Field and forest, brown and dead,
Into life are waking.
Lilies! lilies! Easter calls!
Rise to meet the dawning
Of the blessed light that falls
Through the Easter morning.
Waken, sleeping butterflies,
Burst your narrow prison!
Spread your golden wings and rise,
For the Lord is risen.
—Mary A. Lathbury.
From "Little Pilgrim Songs."
Used by permission of the Biglow & Main Co.