Winter Rain
Christina Rossetti
1830 to 1894
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Buds will burst their edges,
Weave a canopy above
Every valley drinks,
Strip their wool-coats, glue-coats, streaks,
Or lily on the water.
We should have no flowers,
But miles of barren sand,
With never a son or daughter,
In the woods and hedges;
Every dell and hollow:
Green of Spring will follow.
Yet a lapse of weeks
Sheep the sun-bright leas on,
Lambs so woolly white,
In the rocking tree-tops,
In the shadiest places,
Not a lily on the land,
For birds to meet each other,
Never a bud or leaf again
Where the kind rain sinks and sinks,
Nest and egg and mother.
To graze upon the lea-crops.
Pied with broad-eyed daisies;
But for rain in season.
Never indeed a flock or herd
They could have no grass to bite
Find no waving meadow-grass
Weave a bower of love
But for fattening rain
But for soaking showers;
Never a mated bird
We should find no moss