Rain, rain, and sun! A rainbow in the sky!

Nothing in Nature is unbeautiful.

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.

In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man.

There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.

So now I have sworn to bury All this dead body of hate I feel so free and so clear By the loss of that dead weight

Her court was pure, her life serene; God gave her peace; her land reposed; A thousand claims to reverence closed.