Sara Teasdale, comp. (18841933). The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917. | | | | The Rainbow | | By Vine Colby |
| | | WHOSE doorway was it, in the sordid street, | |
| That gave us shelter from the sudden rain, | |
| Two vagrant sparrows on a dripping branch, | |
| Waiting a moment to spread wing again? | |
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| The beggar children danced through pavement pools | 5 |
| Barefoot and joyous, splashing at their will; | |
| The rain washed green that dusty sycamore | |
| And straws swirled wildly down the gutters rill. | |
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| Fast-breathing from the run, our hands still clasped, | |
| We leaned out laughing, shaking free our hair | 10 |
| Of dewy drops, while still the clouds poured down | |
| A freshness that made heavenly the air. | |
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| Then we both saw, above the sodden world, | |
| The Rainbow like a miracle appear, | |
| And you said, whispering, Oh, kiss me once | 15 |
| Before it fades!Kiss me then quickly, Dear! | |
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| One warm sweet touch of lipsthen forth we went | |
| Oblivious of all the rain and wet. | |
| To-day I saw a rainbow after rain
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| My heart remembered thendoes yours forget? | 20 | | | |
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