Pierces night; As magic wonder, Wild affright, Rives asunder Men's delight: Our ghost, our corpse; and we Rise to be. As flies the lizard Serpent fell; As goblin vizard, At the spell Of the wizard, Sinks to hell: Our life, our laugh, our lay Pass away. As wake the morning Trumpets bright; As snow-drop, scorning Winter's might, Rises warning Like a spright: We buried, dead, and slain Rise again. Back Home |