MORE POEMS BY CHRISTOPHER CRANCH
THE AUTUMN RAIN
by: Christopher Cranch
- OOF and spire and darkened vane
- Steep and soak in the night-long rain
- That drips through the barns on the golden grain;
- And a drowning mist sweeps over the plain,
- And spatters with mud the rutted lane
- And the dead flower stalks that bud not again.
- Wind-driven drops of the autumn rain,
- Beat, beat on the window-pane!
- Beat, beat, sorrowful rain!
- Drive through the night o'er the desolate plain!
- Beat and sob to the old refrain,
- And weep for the years that come not again.
- Years, with your mingling of joy and of pain,--
- Joys long forgotten, and cares that remain;
- Hopes lying stranded and choked in the drain
- Of the down-rushing river of fate,--I would fain
- Sigh with the night-wind and weep with the rain,
- For ye come not again!--ye come not again!