Chips, fragments and vestiges by Gail Hamilton collected and arranged by H. Augusta Dodge |
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THE RAIN |
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THE RAIN
The rain, the rain, the beautiful rain!How dreamily it falls—
Murmuring 'mid the leafiness
That drapes our brown old walls—
Cooling the grateful moss on the rocks
And the little daisies beside them,
Trickling into the shady nooks
Where violets love to hide them—
Pattering on the dusty roofs,
That were shrivelled and cracked with heat—
Bubbling in yellow little pools
For scores of little feet—
Drooping the hare-bell's purple cup—
Opening the buds of the roses—
Leaving the coolness of summer dew
In the bosom of all the posies—
Tinkling amid the great broad leaves
Of the quivering tremulous vine—
Dashing adown each delicate stem
Marking a silver line—
Poising on every leaf and bud
That sways in the summer air—
Scattering pearls of crystal light
Merrily everywhere.
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Sweep through her marble halls,
And the rain—the rain—the beautiful rain!
How dreamily it falls.
Hartford, Conn., July, 1855.
| Chips, fragments and vestiges by Gail Hamilton | |