English poem
The Angel
by Mary Howitt (1799–1888)
Women, why shrink ye With wonder and dread?— Seek not the living Where slumbers the dead!
Weep not, nor tremble; And be not dismayed; The Lord hath arisen! See where he was laid!
The grave-clothes, behold them; The spices; the bier; The napkin that bound him; But he is not here!
Death could not hold him; The grave is a prison That keeps not the living; The Christ has arisen!