How beautiful is the rain! ?After the dust and heat, ?In the broad and fiery street, ?In the narrow lane, ?How beautiful is the rain!These, and far more than these, ?The Poet sees! ?He can behold, ?Aquarius old, ?Walking the fenceless fields of air! ?And from each ample fold, ?Of the clouds about him rolled, Scattering everywhere,?The showery rain,?As the farmer scatters his grain….