Saturday, April 11, 2009

It is the hour! We challenge heaven above
Now, to deny our slight ephemeral breath
Joy, anguish, and that everlasting love
Which triumphs over death.

Alfred Noyes

Easter Blessings


The Weaver of Grass said...

I love the poetry of Alfred Noyes - so rarely seen or heard these days - love those Easter lilies too Happy Easter.

Hildred said...

Thank you Weaver, - hope your Easter has been happy too.

I remember learning The Highwayman when I was nine or ten, and how terribly romantic I thought it was, - the words still come to me when I see the full moon tossed about on the clouds.