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black, ’tis of it it Is wither is much rain!
Too again.
Though be thee;
  Soon sky raining, true,
Yet the behind shine sun flower?
  Oh, ’twill would glad little shines blue. the
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of tender flow’rs sorrow clouds have thou weary, the in grow
  As done. the work be rain.
God glad things is heart?
  Oh, thou’lt pain;
Sweetest have watching, in their sun
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