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RAIN IN MAY.

O rain in May, and I recall
You and May and the evenfall;
And every garden drenched and sweet,
And the laburnum drowned in it;
The patter of rain is musical.
You and I in the wet May weather,
You and I and the Spring together.
And in the long suburban road
No other creature walked abroad.
Wildly sweet is the wet May weather.
And scarcely over land and sea,
And scarce in paradise might be
Such joy, the while the blackbird trilled,
His throat with musk and honey filled,
Songs of love from the lilac tree.