by William Sharp (1855 - 1905), as Fiona Macleod

The stars wailed when the reed was born
Language: English 
The stars wailed when the reed was born,
And heaven wept at the birth of the thorn:
Joy was pluckt like a flower and torn,
For Time foreshadowed Good-Friday Morn.
But the stars laughed like children free
And heaven was hung with the rainbow's glee
When at Easter Sunday, so fair to see,
Time bowed before Eternity.

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This text was added to the website: 2008-08-18
Line count: 8
Word count: 57