Child Songs of Cheer

<h2><SPAN name="SHOWERY_TIME" id="SHOWERY_TIME"></SPAN>SHOWERY TIME</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">The April rain-drops tinkle<br/></span> <span class="i2">In cuckoo-cups of gold,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And warm south winds unwrinkle<br/></span> <span class="i2">The buds the peach-boughs hold.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">In countless fluted creases<br/></span> <span class="i2">The little elm-leaves show,<br/></span> <span class="i0">While white as carded fleeces<br/></span> <span class="i2">The dogwood blossoms blow.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">A rosy robe is wrapping<br/></span> <span class="i2">The early red-bud trees;<br/></span> <span class="i0">But still the haws are napping,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Nor heed the honey-bees.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">And still in lazy sleeping<br/></span> <span class="i2">The apple-buds are bound,<br/></span> <span class="i0">But tulip-tips are peeping<br/></span> <span class="i2">From out the garden ground.<br/></span> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</SPAN></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">And yonder, gayly swinging<br/></span> <span class="i2">Upon the turning vane,<br/></span> <span class="i0">A robin redbreast singing<br/></span> <span class="i2">Makes merry at the rain!<br/></span></div> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</SPAN></span></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />