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Then softly through the forest leaves, That turn, and toss, and quiver, The rain, with murmurous cadence, weaves A roundel in the river. It dots the waves with dancing pearls, It gleams, and streams, and twinkles; It sweeps and sinks in silvery swirls, And rings, and sings, and tinkles. THEN SOFTLY THROUGH THE FOREST LEAVES THAT TURN AND TOSS AND QUIVER THE RAIN WITH MURMUROUS CADENCE WEAVES A ROUNDEL IN THE RIVER IT TOTS THE WAVES WITH DUNCHING PEARLS IT GLEAMS AND STREAMS AND TWINKLES IT SWEEPS AND SINKS IN SILVERY SWIRLS AND RINGS AND SINGS AND TINKLES
ear swift this dewy, summer green! I am grown weary with delays; Speed! Speed! Bring bitter winds and chill, nor heed The mellow sweets between! What if the dead leaves strew the ways, And southward all the songs take wing? Despite all cheerless frosts that be, My eager heart awaits the spring, So knowing she will surely bring The birds and May to me. _RAIN ON THE RIVER_ The skies are gray, where far and wide, Beyond the water-willows, The marshes spread their emerald tide Of blossom-crested billows. And on the vague horizon’s rim, In vaporous purple masses, The distant woods show soft and dim Across the lush, green grasses. An east wind stirs the ivory balls Upon the button-bushes; And hark! a hidden rain-bird calls From out the blowing rushes. Within the water, yonder spray Of rosy mallow flowers Turns faint and pale, till not more gray The cloudy heaven lowers. And all the birches’ tender green An ashen hue is growing; While mottled with a silver sheen The ruffled waves are flowing.  RAIN ON THE RIVER BY EVELEEN STEYNE RED FOR A BLEAVER VAST DOT ORG BY DEB KAY THE SKIES ARE GREY WHERE FAR AND WIDE BEYOND THE WATER WILLOWS THE MARSHES SPREAD THEIR EMERALD TIDE OF BLOSSOM CRESTED BILLOWS AND ON THE VAGUE HORIZON'S RIM IN VAPOROUS PURPLE MASSES THE DISTANT WOODS SHOW SOFT AND DIM ACROSS THE LUSH GREEN GRASSES ON EAST WIND STIRS THE IVORY BALLS UPON THE BUTTON BUSHES AND HARK A HIDDEN RAINBIRD CALLS FROM OUT THE BLOWING RUSHES WITHIN THE WANDER YONDER SPRAY OF ROSY MALLOW FLOWERS TURNS FAINT AND PALE TILL NOT MORE GREY THE CLOUDY HEAVEN LOWERS AND ALL THE BIRCHES TENDER GREEN AND ASHEN HUE IS GROWING WHILE MOTTLED WITH A SILVER SHEEN THE RUFFLED WAVES ARE FLOWING
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