AN EASTER FLOWER GIFT.

By John Greenleaf Whittier

O dearest bloom the seasons know,

Flowers of the Resurrection blow,

Our hope and faith restore;

And through the bitterness of death

And loss and sorrow, breathe a breath

Of life forevermore!

The thought of Love Immortal blends

With fond remembrances of friends;

In you, O sacred flowers,

By human love made doubly sweet,

The heavenly and the earthly meet,

The heart of Christ and ours!