I This Is The Weather The Cuckoo Likes, And So Do I; When Showers Betumble The Chestnut Spikes, And Nestlings Fly: And The Little Brown Nightingale Bills His Best, And They Sit Outside At "The Travellers' Rest," And Maids Come Forth Sprig-Muslin Drest, And Citizens Dream Of The South And West, And So Do I. Ii This Is The Weather The Shepherd Shuns, And So Do I; When Beeches Drip In Browns And Duns, And Thresh, And Ply; And Hill-Hid Tides Throb, Throe On Throe, And Meadow Rivulets Overflow, And Drops On Gate-Bars Hang In A Row, And Rooks In Families Homeward Go, And So Do I.
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