WE knew it would rain, for all the morn A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes nd swamps and dismal fens -- Scooping the dew that lay in the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To scatter them over the land in showers. We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed The white of their leaves, the amber grain Shrunk in the wind -- and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 20 by THOMAS CAMPION WHEN DE CO'N PONE'S HOT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SONNET: THE HUMAN SEASONS by JOHN KEATS IN A BYE-CANAL by HERMAN MELVILLE JACK CREAMER [OCTOBER 25, 1812] by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 71. THE CHOICE (1) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |