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S’il pleut à la Saint Médard…
…il pleut quarante jours plus tard.
Drinking
by Abraham Cowley (1618–1667)
THE THIRSTY earth soaks up the rain,
And drinks and gapes for drink again;
The plants suck in the earth, and are
With constant drinking fresh and fair;
The sea itself (which one would think
Should have but little need of drink)
Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up,
So fill’d that they o’erflow the cup.
The busy Sun (and one would guess
By ’s drunken fiery face no less)
Drinks up the sea, and when he’s done,
The Moon and Stars drink up the Sun:
They drink and dance by their own light,
They drink and revel all the night:
Nothing in Nature’s sober found,
But an eternal health goes round.
Fill up the bowl, then, fill it high,
Fill all the glasses there—for why
Should every creature drink but I?
Why, man of morals, tell me why?
Evening Red
Evening red and morning grey,
Set the traveller on his way.
Evening grey and morning red,
Bring the rain upon his head.
Rain
by Sam Mbure
Come down sweet rain;
Come rain on me
Like you rain on the tree,
The maize and the grass;
And they grow and grow and grow.Come down sweet rain,
End famine and thirst.
Soon the market will overflow;
Vegetables and fruits, maize and
beans;
And I’ll grow and grow and grow.Come down sweet rain
Wash away dust and dirt
Fill our drum with sweet rain water
So that tomorrow I can sleep till nine.
And I’ll be happy, happy to rest.Come down sweet rain
Shut out drought and heat
Swell rivers, ponds and seas
Then as I swim naked in the pool
I’ll join the frogs singing for you.
Rain of Leaves
It’s raining big,
It’s raining small,
It’s raining autumn leaves
In fall.
It’s raining gold
And red and brown
as autumn leaves
come raining down.
It’s raining everywhere
I look
It’s raining bookmarks
On my book!
