After Rain
By Alfred Noyes
Listen! On sweetening air
The blackbird growing bold
Flings out, where green boughs glisten,
Three splashes of wild gold.
Daughter of April, hear!
And sing, O barefoot boy!
That carol of wild sweet water
Has washed the world with joy.
Glisten, O fragrant earth,
Assoiled by heaven anew,
And O, ye lovers listen,
With eyes that glisten, too.
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