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RAIN IN SUMMER.
How beautiful is the rain !
How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs !
How it gushes and struggles out
The sick man from his chamber looks
From the neighbouring school
With more than their wonted noise
In the country, on every side,
In the furrowed land
They silently inhale
Near at hand,
These, and far more than these,
He can behold