Rain Verse

Elaine Goodale Eastman (1863 - 1953)

from All Round the Year, Verses from Sky Farm


The skies are veiled in floating mist,
The hills are lost in vagueness dim,
With showery wood and glistening field
Beneath their silver rim;
The dripping vine-leaves lie outspread
Against the pearl-dropt window-pane,
With underneath and overhead
In soft, monotonous cadence shed,
The pattering of the rain.