Tears fall within mine heart, As rain upon the town: Whence does this languor start, Possessing all mine heart? O sweet fall of the rain Upon the earth and roofs! Unto an heart in pain, O music of the rain! Tears that have no reason Fall in my sorry heart: What! there was no treason? This grief hath no reason. Nay! the more desolate, Because, I know not why, (Neither for love nor hate) Mine heart is desolate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARMOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GOAL by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HOW THE GREAT GUEST CAME by EDWIN MARKHAM BOTANICAL GARDENS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE ALTAR by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |