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The clouds, which rise with thunder, slake
Our thirsty souls with rain;
The blow most dreaded falls to break
From off our limbs a chain;
And wrongs of man to man but make
The love of God more plain.
As through the shadowy lens of even
The eye looks farthest into heaven
On gleams of star and depths of blue
The glaring sunshine never knew!
All-s Well
John Greenleaf Whittier
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Poem topics: god, heaven, never, rain, star, sunshine, blue, rise, plain, chain, thirsty, thunder, break, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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