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The rain is falling steadily / Upon the thirsty earth, / While dry-eyed, I remain, and calm / Amid my own heart's dearth.
Break! break! ! ye flood-gates of my tears / All pent in agony, / Rain, rain! upon my scorching soul / And flood it as the sea! !