The dew cometh 
from heaven down!
It bringeth heavenly 
peace for all.
It wetteth all with sweetness.
Invisible, 
it raineth deep into souls.
It raineth love 
and peace and joy.
It raineth sweetness.
Dew! dew! my comrades!
It is the season 
of the cooling dew!
The dew is falling everywhere,
And wet is every rose.
The gentle breath 
of heaven blows.                
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