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We To Sigh Instead of Sing

By James Whitcomb Riley

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"Rain and rain! And rain and rain!"     Yesterday we muttered     Grimly as the grim refrain     That the thunders uttered:     All the heavens under cloud -     All the sunshine sleeping;     All the grasses limply bowed     With their weight of weeping.     Sigh and sigh! And sigh and sigh!     Never end of sighing;     Rain and rain for our reply -     Hopes half drowned and dying;     Peering through the window-pane,     Naught but endless raining -     Endless sighing, and as vain,     Endlessly complaining,     Shine and shine! And shine and shine!     Ah! To-day the splendor!     All this glory yours and mine -     God! But God is tender!     We to sigh instead of sing,     Yesterday, in sorrow,     While the Lord was fashioning     This for our To-morrow!

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About James Whitcomb Riley

James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) was an American poet known as the "Hoosier Poet." His dialect poems—including "Little Orphant Annie" and "When the Frost Is on the Punkin"—celebrate rural Indiana life and childhood nostalgia.

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