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Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.

III. The Seasons

After the Rain

Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1836–1907)

THE RAIN has ceased, and in my room

The sunshine pours an airy flood;

And on the church’s dizzy vane

The ancient Cross is bathed in blood.

From out the dripping ivy-leaves,

Antiquely carven, gray and high,

A dormer, facing westward, looks

Upon the village like an eye.

And now it glimmers in the sun,

A square of gold, a disc, a speck:

And in the belfry sits a Dove

With purple ripples on her neck.