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The corner of a great rain / Steamy with the country / Has fallen upon my garden.
I go back and forth now / And the little leaves follow me / Talking of the great rain, / Of branches broken, / And the farmer's curses!
But I go back and forth / In this corner of a garden / And the green shoots follow me / Praising the great rain.
We are not curst together, / The leaves and I, / Framing devices, flower devices / And other ways of peopling / The barren country.
Truly it was a very great rain / That makes the little leaves follow me.