Classic Poem

Waters above! Eternal springs!
The dew that silvers the Dove's wings!
O welcome, welcome to the sad:
Give dry dust drink, drink that makes glad!
Many fair ev'nings, many flow'rs
Sweetened with rich and gentle showers,
Have I enjoyed,
Many a fine and shining sun;

But never, till this happy hour,
Was blest with such an evening-shower!