Droplets to nourish, why do you rain so sad?

If the sun isn’t much more radiant smile,

That from beauty more beauty can ever add

Why would you then waste each drop a while?

Perhaps the gray clouds with their melancholy soaring

Have captivated you when a fragile way is run

But is it so that you have no bright lays adoring

Or have even forgotten the warm touch of sun?

Waste not a single splendor, for each is so heavenly yours

Nor have a single one soak sadly to the heavy rain

Rain instead sorrow’s gates to mere breakable doors

Whenever the blue sky is crossed by a duller cloud of pain

Those two rainings that my heart so poorly watches

One unsights sight, the other love’s name scratches.