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THE RAINBOW
Between the rain and the rainHope flashed, a gleam in the sky;
And the wistful world was fain
Of the wonder passing by,
And the setting sun was fain
Of the radiance soaring high;
He twined him a flowery chain,
And over the sea and the plain,
Set Hope, a bow in the sky.
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