Summer Shower
by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) English
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 fête away.
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