Poems (Dorr)/Jubilate!

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JUBILATE!
Jubilate! Jubilate!Christ the Lord is risen to-day!Hear the mighty chorus swellingOver land and over sea!River calls aloud to river,Mountain peak to mountain peak—Jubilate! Jubilate!Christ the Lord is risen to-day!
Waken, roses, from your slumbers!Lilies, wake—for he is near!Happy bells in wild-wood arches,Ring and swing in sweet accord!Lift your voices, O ye maples,Sing aloud, ye stately pines,Jubilate! Jubilate!Christ the Lord is risen to-day!
O thou goddess of the springtime,Fair Ostera, thou art dead!Never more shall priests and vestalsWeave fresh garlands for thy shrine;But the happy voices ringingOver land and over sea,Swell the mighty jubilate—"Christ the Lord is risen to-day!"
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