A RAIN SONG.
"Splendid rains have fallen over the eastern States." There is music m the mallee, Lilting music, soft and low, Like the songs m vale and valley Where the summer waters flow ; But an anthem of elation Wedded to a woman's mouth In the message from each station ,Frotn the Mitchell river south. For it's raining ! raining ! raining ! How the iron roof-tops ring! How the waters, swiftly draining, Through the straining down-pipes sing! Every drop a golden rhyme is, Every shower a stanza strong, And each day of raining time is Canto sweet of God's great song. *' All the air is sweet with voices, Sweet with human voices now; And the anvil-tool rejoices On the ploughshare and the plough; Yea, above the joyous beating Of the roof -bass you can hear All the choirs of Nature meeting In an anthem loud and clear. For it's raining ! raining ! raining ! Over all the thirsty land ! Don't you hear the old earth straining As the sapless roots expand? But her famine days are over, And her smiles shall soon be seen. For her old-time autumn lover Brings her back her garb of green. —"Milky White," m a "Shanty Entertainment."
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Poverty Bay Herald, Volume XXXIII, Issue 10659, 12 May 1906, Page 6 (Supplement)
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198A RAIN SONG. Poverty Bay Herald, Volume XXXIII, Issue 10659, 12 May 1906, Page 6 (Supplement)
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