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Dreams and days

Lathrop, George Parsons (1851-1898)

BLACKMOUTH, OF COLORADO

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O myriad sweet voices of the rain!
When the airy war doth wane,
And the storm to the east hath flown,
Cloaked close in the whirling wind,
There 's a voice still left behind
In each heavy-hearted tree,
Charged with tearful memory
Of the vanished rain:

From their leafy lashes wet
Drip the dews of fresh regret
For the lover that 's gone!
All else is still;
Yet the stars are listening,
And low o'er the wooded hill
Hangs, upon listless wing
Outspread, a shape of damp, blue cloud,
Watching, like a bird of evil
That knows nor mercy nor reprieval,
The slow and silent death of the pallid moon.