|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|She waits for me, my lady Earth,|
Smiles and waits and sighs;
Ill say her nay, and hide away,
Then take her by surprise.
Mary Mapes Dodge.How the Rain Comes. April.
|The rain comes when the wind calls.|
Emerson.Woodnotes, Part II. Line 271.
|Last night, above the whistling wind,|
I heard the welcome rain,
A fusillade upon the roof,
A tattoo on the pane:
The key-hole piped; the chimney-top
A warlike trumpet blew.
Bret Harte.A Sanitary Message.