painting by Hypolyte Flandrin, 19th century
Here's a short poem by Henry Vaughn:
Palm Sunday
Hark! how the children shrill and high
Hosanna cry,
Their joys provoke the distant sky,
Where thrones and seraphims reply,
And their own angels shine and sing
In a bright ring:
Such young, sweet mirth
Makes heaven and earth
Join in a joyful symphony.
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