THE VERNAL SHOWER. 
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Sec 1 again the skies appear 
Clad in blue, serenely clear: 
Mild and genial is the hour ; 
Sweet the balmy vernal shower. 
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Southey. 
I MAttVEL not, 0 Sun ! that unto thee 
^ In adoration men should bend the knee, 
And pour forth prayers of mingled awe and love ; 
For like a god thou art, and on thy way 
Of glory sheddest with benignant ray, 
Beauty and life and joyance from above. 
No longer let these mists thy radiance shroud, 
These cold, raw mists that chill the comfortless day , 
But shed thy splendor thro’ the opening cloud, 
And cheer the world once more. The languid flowers 
Lie scentless, beaten down with heavy rain , 
Earth asks thy presence, saturate with showers; 
0 Lord of light! put forth thy beams again, 
For damp and cheerless are the gloomy bowers. 
