"RAIN and rain! and rain and rain!" Yesterday we muttered Grimly as the grim refrain That the thunders uttered: All the heavens under cloud -- All the sunshine sleeping; All the grasses limply bowed With their weight of weeping. Sigh and sigh! and sigh and sigh! Never end of sighing; Rain and rain for our reply -- Hopes half drowned and dying; Peering through the window-pane, Naught but endless raining -- Endless sighing, and, as vain, Endlessly complaining. Shine and shine! and shine and shine! Ah! to-day the splendor! -- All this glory yours and mine -- God! but God is tender! We to sigh instead of sing, @3Yesterday,@1 in sorrow, While the Lord was fashioning This for our To-morrow! |