W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895.
Upon the Sepulchre of Our LordWilliam Drummond of Hawthornden (15851649)
And Death display’d hath ensign against death;
So violent the rigour was of death
That naught could daunt it but the Life of life:
No power had power to thrall Life’s pow’rs to death,
But willingly Life down hath laid his life.
Love gave the wound which wrought the work of Death
His bow and shaft were of the tree of life.
Now quakes the author of eternal death,
To find that they whom late he reft of life,
Shall fill his room above the lists of death;
Now all rejoice in death who hope for life.
Dead Jesus lives, who death hath killed by death,
No tomb his tomb is, but new source of life.