Spring rain
A. Bax
Fall O rain and cease not falling
All the earth is waiting thee
Listen thou shallt hear her calling
Rain of April set me free
Flood the rivers, brim them over
Fill the jars the maidens bring
Cleave the chains of ice that cover
All the woodlands, Rain of Spring.
God of Springtime, new arisen,
Wake her locked within her tower
Danae is here in prison
Waiting for the golden shower.