Rain.
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Better the angry tempest,
Than this sad sullen rain,
This chafing of the spirit
Under its weight of pain.
Than this sad sullen rain,
This chafing of the spirit
Under its weight of pain.
O faithless heart! look upward
On the calm night, and pray
God may forgive thy repinings,
And bring back thy summer's day.
On the calm night, and pray
God may forgive thy repinings,
And bring back thy summer's day.
Moan on sad winds! I hear ye not—
Rain! drop, drop down the pane;
But O that the clouds may not return
After this dreary rain!
Rain! drop, drop down the pane;
But O that the clouds may not return
After this dreary rain!
