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Saturday Poetry

A Night-Rain in Summer
by James Henry Leigh Hunt

Open the window, and let the air
Freshly blow upon face and hair,

And fill the room, as it fills the night,

With the breath of the rain’s sweet might.

Hark! the burthen, swift and prone!

And how the odorous limes are blown!

Stormy Love’s abroad, and keeps

Hopeful coil for gentle sleeps.

Not a blink shall burn to-night
In my chamber, of sordid light;

Nought will I have, not a window-pane,

‘Twixt me and the air and the great good rain,

Which ever shall sing me sharp lullabies;

And God’s own darkness shall close mine eyes;

And I will sleep, with all things blest,

In the pure earth-shadow of natural rest.

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  • August 2, 2008, 4:12 pm Star

    I loved your poetry! Thanks for your comments to my blog too! I am not going to camp either. I’m having too much fun in my new home! I am also singing with women in town weekly! Not a goddess group, but I am teaching some of our songs. Nice to reconnect even though we are not in the bigger group this week.

    Peace, Starflower*

  • August 3, 2008, 7:30 am Beth Owl's Daughter

    Star! I am surprised that you won’t be at Camp this year either, but I do understand..

    But how wonderful to know that we can now visit with each other all year long!

    Together may we continue to weave worlds of beauty and magic!

    – Beth