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A drop fell on the apple tree, / Another on the roof; / A half a dozen kissed the eaves, / And made the gables laugh.
A few went out to help the brook, / That went to help the sea. / Myself conjectured, Were they pearls, / What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads, / The birds jocoser sung; / The sunshine threw his hat away, / The orchards spangles hung.
The breezes brought dejected lutes, / And bathed them in the glee; / The East put out a single flag, / And signed the fete away.