Drop by drop in lonely pools the summer showers,
And the desert looked up and was glad.
I strove with the maddened storm,
I leapt the crag with the water-fall;
For the blood in my veins was warm,
And storms and streams and gleams and all
The mighty creatures of the wild,
In their wild, exulting play
They welcomed me to their company,
And they laughed to see a human child