A favourite song, or we might almost call it a ballad
for Easter, was this one:--
THE THREE MARIES.
Es giengen drî frewlîn also frü
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There went three damsels ere break of day,
To the Holy Grave they took their way;
They fain would anoint the Lord once more
As Mary Magdalene did before.
Alleluia.
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The damsels each to other made moan,
"Who will roll us away the stone,
That we may enter in amain
To anoint the Lord as we are fain?
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Full precious spices and salve they brought,
But when they came to the spot they sought,
Behold the grave doth open stand,
An angel sitteth on either hand.
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"Ye maidens, be not filled with fear,
He whom ye seek, He is not here;
Behold the raiment white and fair
Which the Lord was wrapped in, lieth there.
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"Ye maidens, do not here delay,
Ye must to Galilee away;
To Galilee ye now must go,
For there the Lord Himself will show."
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But Mary Magdalene could not depart,
Seeking the Lord, she wept apart;
What saw she in a little while?
She saw our Lord upon her smile.
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In garb and wise He met her there
As were He a gardener, and did bear
A spade within His holy hand,
As would He dig the garden land.
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"O tell me, gentle Gardener thou,
Where hast thou laid my Master now?
Where thou hast hidden Him bid me know,
Or my heart must break beneath its woe."
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Scarce could He speak a single word,
Ere she beheld it was the Lord;
She kneeleth down on the cold bare stone,
She hath found her Lord and she alone.
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"Touch me not, Mary Magdalene,
But tell the brethren what thou hast seen;
Touch me not now with human hand,
Until I ascend to my Father's land."
Alleluia.
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