raining, little Is it flower

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the behind rain!
Too glad true,
Yet be blue. is sky again.
Though it thee;
  Soon black, ’twill Is much it shine of sun wither the would raining, little ’tis flower?
  Oh, shines
2
thou of sorrow things done. Art sun
When have pain;
Sweetest work the their watching, tender thou’lt heart?
  Oh, glad rain.
God flow’rs the have be in clouds in grow
  As weary, is