Vaughan Williams, Ralph: Easter
Easter (Rise, heart) from Five Mystical Songs (1911)
Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing his praise
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With him may’st rise:
That, as his death calcined thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and much more, just.
Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part
With all thy art.
The cross taught all wood to resound his name
Who bore the same.
His stretched sinews taught all strings, what key
Is best to celebrate this most high day.
Consort both heart and lute, and twist a song
Pleasant and long:
Or since all music is but three parts vied,
O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part,
And make up our defects with his sweet art.