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First Line: The rain and wind, the rain and wind, raved endlessly
Last Line: Rumors of what had touched my friends, my foes, or me.
Alternate Author Name(s): Eastaway, Edward; Thomas, Edward
Subject(s): Melancholy; Dejection


The rain and wind, the rain and wind, raved endlessly.
On me the Summer storm, and fever, and melancholy
Wrought magic, so that if I feared the solitude
Far more I feared all company: too sharp, too rude,
Had been the wisest or the dearest human voice.
What I desired I knew not, but whate'er my choice
Vain it must be, I knew. Yet naught did my despair
But sweeten the strange sweetness, while through the wild air
All day long I heard a distant cuckoo calling
And, soft as dulcimers, sounds of near water falling,
And, softer, and remote as if in history
Rumors of what had touched my friends, my foes, or me.






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