English poem
To a Lady, LXXXVII
by A. Cleveland Coxe (1818–1896)
Yes,—the Easter-bells are ringing! Yes,—it is the Easter-day! Hark,—their merry chimes are singing, In their sweet old fashioned way! Listen,—for they seem to say, In their ivied turret swinging, Hear oh Earth, ’tis Easter-day!