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THE RAINBOW.
I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token
of a covenant between me and the earth.—Genesis ix. 13.
Soft falls the mild reviving shower
From April's changeful skies,
And rain-drops bend each trembling flower,
They tinge with richer dies.
Soon shall their genial influence call
A thousand buds to day,
Which, waiting but their balmy fall,
In hidden beauty lay.
