 | In memory of W. V.: William Canton |  |
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MAY-MORNING RAIN
Oh sweet, oh sweet, oh sweet the Spring,
When angels make the world anew,
And gladness gleams from everything
Between the living green and blue;
When angels make the world anew,
And gladness gleams from everything
Between the living green and blue;
And airs that breathed in Paradise
Blow draughts of life through shower and shine,
And the five gifts of sense suffice
To make mere consciousness divine!
Blow draughts of life through shower and shine,
And the five gifts of sense suffice
To make mere consciousness divine!
Oh, fresh on leaf and blossom-flake
The rain of early morning glints;
It lies about in little lakes,
It fills the ruts and horseshoe prints;
The rain of early morning glints;
It lies about in little lakes,
It fills the ruts and horseshoe prints;
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With leaf and bloom its depths are lit—
How magically deep they seem!
A flock goes by: far down in it
Glide sheep and lambs as in a dream.
How magically deep they seem!
A flock goes by: far down in it
Glide sheep and lambs as in a dream.
A sparrow comes, and bathes and drinks;
Wildly he flounces in his joy,
Breaks the clear glass, and little thinks
What fairy scenes his freaks destroy.
Wildly he flounces in his joy,
Breaks the clear glass, and little thinks
What fairy scenes his freaks destroy.
Yet who'd begrudge him? Off he flies!
And once again, most beautiful,
Leaf, blossom, clouds, and sunny skies
Are pictured in the little pool;
And once again, most beautiful,
Leaf, blossom, clouds, and sunny skies
Are pictured in the little pool;
And, wandering in some fairy deep
Where grass is sweet and sweet the air,
As Winnie knows, the herd and sheep
And bleating lambs are also there.
Where grass is sweet and sweet the air,
As Winnie knows, the herd and sheep
And bleating lambs are also there.
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