<h2><SPAN name="page39"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>WINTER RAIN</h2>
<p class="poetry">Falling upon the frozen world last<br/>
I heard the slow beat of the Winter rain—<br/>
Poor foolish drops, down-dripping all in vain;<br/>
The ice-bound Earth but mocked their puny might,<br/>
Far better had the fixedness of white<br/>
And uncomplaining snows—which make no sign,<br/>
But coldly smile, when pitying moonbeams shine—<br/>
Concealed its sorrow from all human sight.<br/>
Long, long ago, in blurred and burdened years,<br/>
I learned the uselessness of uttered woe.<br/>
Though sinewy Fate deals her most skilful blow,<br/>
I do not waste the gall now of my tears,<br/>
But feed my pride upon its bitter, while<br/>
I look straight in the world’s bold eyes, and smile.</p>
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