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A Rainy Day

Such a silence broods about her
This beautiful, sad day,
You would say her mists had curled
Round the clamour of the world,
Webs of mist as soft as sleep
Fallen on the mouths that sing,
Fallen on the eyes that weep,
Oh, dim and weary day, you bring
Dream and silence wing to wing,
And sighing winds and silver rain.
I love your dark clouds drifting by
In weird fantastic shapes for hours,
I love your wayward thunder showers,
Your sudden rainbows in the sky.

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