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Bow down in hope, in thanks, all ye who mourn;— Where'in that peerless arche of radiant hues Surpassing earthly tints,—the storm subdues! Of nature's strife and tears 'tis heaven-born, To soothe the sad, the sinning, and forlorn; A lovely loving token to infuse The hope, the faith, that pow'r divine endures With latent good the woes by which we're torn.— 'Tis like a sweet repentance of the skies, To beckon all by sense of sin opprest,— Revealing harmony from tears and sighs! A pledge:—that deep implanted in the breast A hidden light may burn that never dies, But bursts thro' clouds in purest hues exprest!

A. A. Lovelace