See, the clouds in troops are must'ring While the sky seems overcast; 'Mid the hurry and the scurry Go wee cloudlets scamp'ring past. Now a golden streak of lightning Pierces through the leaden sky -- Flashes follow one another Leading dashing raindrops by; Sunshine comes, and raindrops falter, Then in serried lines draw near, And a rainbow spans the heavens, Brilliant, beautiful, and clear. |