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CLOUDS by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: BORN OF THE WATERS ARE WE
Last Line: MOTHERS OF RAIN AND SNOW.
Subject(s): CLOUDS;
Born of the waters are we,
Clean of original stain;
Fresh from the salt of the sea,
Pure from the marsh and the plain.

Borne of the breezes above
Whithersoever they go,
Made in a mystical love,
Mothers of rain and snow.



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