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The Prairie Storm.


With the daylight came the storm;
     And the clouds, like ragged veils,
Trailed the prairie until noontide,
     Borne by vacillating gales
And the red elms by the streamlets
Dripped upon the wild-plum thickets,
And the thickets, on the crickets
           And the quails.
                              Wet and sodden
           Lay the prairie grass untrodden.

Through the dismal afternoon
     Held the banks of cloud aloof,
As the smoke in frontier cabins
     Hugs the rafters in the roof.
Broke the clouds and ceased the dripping,
And the red elms by the streamlets
Caught the fading evening beamlets
           That, in proof,
                              Gave the token
           That the summer storm was broken.

With a nimbus like a saint
     Rose the white moon in the east
And the grass all rose together
     As the guests do at a feast ;
And the prairie lark kept singing
All the night long, and the stirring
And the whizzing and the whirring
           Still increased;
                              Till all sorrow
           Yielded to the brilliant morrow.



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