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The storm is still, the rain hath ceased

To vex the beauty of the east:

A linnet singeth in the wood

His hermit song of gratitude.

So shall I sing when life is done

To greet the glory of the sun;

And cloud and star and stream and sea

Shall dance for very ecstasy!