Clara Doty Bates.
Rain[3]
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
Robert Louis Stevenson.
[3] From "Poems and Ballads," copyright, 1895, 1896, by· Chas. Scribner's Sons.
Rain in Spring
So soft and gentle falls the rain,
You cannot hear it on the pane;
For if it came in pelting showers,
'Twould hurt the budding leaves and flowers.