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" I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's... "
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...BUNG fresh showers for the thirsting flowers. From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shades for ive, her own natural notes ! Ah ! as I listen' J with a heart forlorn, The pulses of wakia The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the...

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...thy worship ever free! September, 1880. THE CLOUD I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flower«. dew« that wibt-n The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's brttsî. As she dances...

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