There is a Solemn Wind To-Night

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There is a solemn wind to-night
  That sings of solemn rain;
The trees that have been quiet so long
  Flutter and start again.

The slender trees, the heavy trees,
  The fruit trees laden and proud,
Lift up their branches to the wind
  That cries to them so loud.

The little bushes and the plants
  Bow to the solemn sound,
And every tiniest blade of grass
  Shakes on the quiet ground.

© Katherine Mansfield