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HYMNS FOR CHILDHOOD.
15
E'en now full many a blossom's bell
With fragrance fills the shade;
And verdure clothes each grassy dell,
In brighter tints arrayed.
But mark! what arch of varied hue
From heaven to earth is bowed?
Haste; ere it vanish, haste to view
The Rainbow in the cloud!
How bright its glory! there behold
The emerald's verdant rays,
The topaz blends its hue of gold
With the deep ruby's blaze.
Yet not alone to charm thy sight
Was given the vision fair;–
Gaze on that arch of colored light,
And read God's mercy there.
