Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891.
The Fountains of the RainEdith Matilda Thomas (18541925)
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As soon as they have spent their freight of rain,
Plot how the cooling thrift they may regain:
All night along the river-marsh they lie,
And at their ghostly looms swift shuttles ply,
To weave them nets wherewith the streams to drain;
And often in the sea they cast a seine,
And draw it, dripping, past some headland high.
Many a slender naiad, with a sigh,
Is in their arms uptaken from the plain;
The trembling myrmidons of dew remain
No longer than the flash of morning’s eye,
Then back unto their misty fountains fly:
This is the source and journey of the rain.