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The poems of Mary Howitt; With a memoir...
The poems of Mary Howitt With a memoir Author:Mary Botham Howitt This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1844 Excerpt: ...Nor found the island more. And how the child became a man, Or what to him befel, As I never trod the island more, Is not for me to tell. E... more »ASTER HYMNS. HYMN I. THE TWO MARYS. Oh dark day of sorrow, Amazement and pain; When the promise was blighted The given was ta'en! When the master no longer A refuge should prove; And evil was stronger Than mercy and love! Oh dark day of sorrow, Abasement and dread, When the Master beloved Was one with the dead! We sate in our anguish Afar off to see, For we surely believed not This sorrow could be! But the trust of our spirits Was all overthrown; And we wept, in our anguish, Astonished, alone! At even they laid him With aloes and myrrh, In fine linen wound, in A new sepulchre. There, there will we seek him: Will wash him with care; Anoint him with spices: And mourn for him there. Oh strangest of sorrow! Oh vision of fear! New grief is around us--The Lord is not here! HYMN II. THE ANGEL. Women, why shrink ye With wonder and dread f--Seek not the living Where slumbers the dead! Weep not, nor tremble; And be not dismayed; The Lord hath arisen! See where he was laid! The grave-clothes, behold them; The spices; the bier; The napkin that bound him; But he is not here! Death could not hold him; The grave is a prison That keeps not the living; The Christ has arisen! HYMN III. THE LORD JESUS. Why are ye troubled? Why weep ye and grieve? What the prophets have written Why slowly believe? 'Tis I, be not doubtful! Why ponder ye so 1 Behold in my body The marks of my woe! The willing hath suffered; The chosen been slain; The end is accomplished! Behold me again! Death has been conquered--The grave has been riven--For sin a remission Hath freely been given! Fearless in spirit, Yet meek as the dove, Go preach to the nations This gospel ...« less