An' softer aïr, a-blowèn drough
The quiv'rèn boughs, do sheäke the vew
Last raïn drops off the leaves lik' dew;
An' peäviers, now a-gettèn dry,
Do steam below the zunny sky
That's now so vast a-cleärèn.
The sheädes that wer a-lost below
The stormy cloud, ageän do show
Their mockèn sheäpes below the light;
An' house-walls be a-lookèn white,