How
beautiful is the rain!
After
the dust and heat,
In the
broad and fiery street,
In the
narrow lane,
How
beautiful is the rain!
How it
clatters along the roofs,
Like
the tramp of hoofs!
How
it gushes and struggles out
From
the throat of the overflowing spout!
Across
the window-pane
It pours
and pours;
And
swift and wide,
With
a muddy tide,
Like
a river down the gutter roars
The
rain, the welcome rain!
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