tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57601094056403656982024-02-20T12:34:31.829-08:00Poetry and Other Such NonsenseMandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05659160749819599785noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5760109405640365698.post-63277561295778144462011-05-26T06:41:00.001-07:002011-05-26T06:41:39.263-07:00Rain in Summer by Henry W. Longfellow<div class="printables" style="color: #000066; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">How beautiful is the rain!<br />
After the dust and heat,<br />
In the broad and fiery street,<br />
In the narrow lane,<br />
How beautiful is the rain!</div><div class="printables" style="color: #000066; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">How it clatters along the roofs,<br />
Like the tramp of hoofs!<br />
How it gushes and struggles out<br />
From the throat of the overflowing spout!</div><div class="printables" style="color: #000066; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">Across the window pane<br />
It pours and pours;<br />
And swift and wide,<br />
With a muddy tide,<br />
Like a river down the gutter roars<br />
The rain, the welcome rain!</div><div align="center" class="printables" style="color: #000066; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">* * * *</div><div class="printables" style="color: #000066; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">In the country, on every side,<br />
Where far and wide,<br />
Like a leopard's tawny and spotted hide,<br />
Stretches the plain,<br />
To the dry grass and the drier grain<br />
How welcome is the rain!</div><div><br />
</div>Mandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05659160749819599785noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5760109405640365698.post-73295444810477694142011-05-18T17:29:00.000-07:002011-05-18T17:29:04.538-07:00The Spider and the Ghost of a Flyby Vachel Lindsay<br />
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Once I loved a spider<br />
When I was born a fly,<br />
A velvet footed spider<br />
With a gown of rainbow-dye.<br />
She ate my wings and gloated.<br />
She bound me with a hair.<br />
She drove me to her parlor<br />
Above her winding stair.<br />
To educate young spiders<br />
She took me all apart.<br />
My ghost came back to haunt her.<br />
I saw her eat my heart.Mandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05659160749819599785noreply@blogger.com0