The Flood by Anonymous
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They long to see the earth again,
Cleansed by Jehovah's hand; They long to see the sun, great orb, Shine brightly o'er the land. They long to see the trees put forth, And beauteous flowers spring,-- The fields with verdure clothed, and hear The birds of morning sing. XII. NOAH SENDS FORTH THE RAVEN AND THE DOVE. Then Noah sent a raven forth, Out of a window high, To wander here and there, until the waters should be dry. And then again he sent a dove That he might something learn, But she could find no resting-place, And did to him return. The waters still spread o'er the earth, And slowly did abate; |
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