The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1855-06-13
A Rain Dream.
nv WILLIAM gillian saYANr

These strifes these iuRmts OF the noisy world
Where Fraud, the coward, tracks hts prey by
stealth.
tend srer 9Th, the r,;ffian, giories IL bis It.
Cypress The heart with sadn,s Ga. py niend
Ia what seicner mood We look upon
The gloomlest aspect Of the elements
Among The wood ard fields Let us awhile
- the slow wind is rolling mp the storm,
I III fancy lsase TINS maze of dusty streets,
For e*rf SHAKEN by tire ttfrUr tttt-at't jar
Oi commerce, aud uFon tie 6a Sn'rg air
Look from The shelter Of our rural a0fae.
Whe IS nat awed that listens to the Rain,
Sending his soce before him9 Mighty Rain
fbe upland steers are shrouded hy The nists
TIE wales are gloomy with fl}y shaiiy The pools
No longer glinm"r. ana ne silver streams
Dsrken to veins 81 lead a. thy aprtoaca,
Oh, mighty Ram already thon art htr;
4 nj every root IL beaten By thy ste cam,
AMI as thou passeth every CLASSY sp ing
Grows rough, ard every Leaf "a al the WOODS
+ struck and quiyers All the ili-to Stake
Then thirst from thee tLonsaad iangUishng
fields,
4 Thousand falnins garGe-s are refreshed;
4 thousand idle rivuleis start to speed,
And with The grayer murEur OF the storm
Blend their light voices IS they hurry en-
Thou fl's the circle Of The atmosphere
Alone here is no living thins abroad
M biid TO wing the air, TOR beast 10 walk
The field The squirrel IN The forest seeks
His hollow tree the rnarmot II the tiel
Has scamnered to bis den the butterfly
Hides under her broad leaf the Insert crowds
That made the sunshine popnlous, he close
Ia their mysterious shelters, WHENCE the SIM
VIII summon them egan Tie mighty Rain
Holds the vsi empire Of the sky alone
| shut my ey es and see, in 4 cam,
The friendly clouds drop down spring sio'ets
And summer celumhihes, and ali tie yefs
al :. n In, iia.. q
The stfeamlet-spiky grass for genat June.
Brown harves's FOR The waiting HUSBAND man,
AID FER the woods q. pee Of r e.h leates.
see these myriad drops that slake the dust,
Gather IN glorious streams, ~ rollin. blue
In biIiows on the lake or on the deep,
And bearing navles. ] beho'd them change
1o threats Of crystal as they sink IN eai tn,
Ard ea,e It's stains behind, t. rise AGAIN
Ia pleasant nooks OF verdure. where the child,
Thirsty with play, in both his lt,'ls hands
Shall take the cool clear water, raising il
10 vet his pretty lips Tomorrow noon
II W proudly viii the waer-li!y ride
The trimming pool, o'erlooking. hike aqueen,
Her circle OF broad leaves, In lonely waste.
When next the sunshine makes them beautiful,
Gay troops Of butterflies. shall light to drink
~ The rspleaished hoiows Of The rock
Now slowly falls the duh bla' night, and still.
III through the arless hours, the mighty Rain
Smiles with perpetual sound the forest leaves
And beats the matted grass. and still the earth
Dritks the unstnted bounty OF the clouds
Dfiaks tor her cottage wells her woodland brooks
DRINKS for the srringing trout, The toiling bee
And breeding birds drinks for her tender flowers
Tall oaks, AID all III heritage of her hills.
melancholy sound is Ia The air.
a deep SIGH Is ia the distance, s'rIl wall
Around my dwelling. IT'S tie wall al night
A lonely wanderer between earth and cloud,
In The black shadow and The chilly mist.
Aiotg The Streaming mountain size and through
HE dripping woods. and DER the piashy fields,
Roaming and sorrowing still, like one Who
makes
The journey OF an endless round.