To A Young Friend, On His Arriving At Cambridge Wet, When No Rain Had Fallen There.
By William Cowper
If Gideons fleece, which drenchd with dew he found
While moisture none refreshd the herbs around,
Might fitly represent the church, endowd
With heavenly gifts to heathens not allowd;
In pledge, perhaps, of favours from on high,
Thy locks were wet when others locks were dry:
Heaven grant us half the omenmay we see
Not drought on others, but much dew on thee!