SILENTLY without my window,
Tapping gently at the pane,
Falls the rain.
Through the trees sighs the breeze
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Summah night an' sighin' breeze,
'Long de lovah's lane;
Frien'ly, shadder-mekin' trees,
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Let those who will stride on their barren roads
And prick themselves to haste with self-made goads,
Unheeding, as they struggle day by day,
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Whose little lady is you, chile,
Whose little gal is you?
What's de use o' kiver'n up yo' face?
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Gray is the palace where she dwells,
Grimly the poplars stand
There by the window where she sits,
My Lady of Castle Grand.
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SOME folks t'inks hit's right an' p'opah,
Soon ez bedtime come erroun',
Fu' to scramble to de kiver,
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THE cloud looked in at the window,
And said to the day, 'Be dark!'
And the roguish rain tapped hard on the pane,
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W'EN you full o' worry
'Bout yo' wo'k an' sich,
W'en you kind o' bothered
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GRANNY'S gone a-visitin',
Seen huh git huh shawl
W'en I was a-hidin' down
Hime de gyahden wall.
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W'EN us fellers stomp around, makin' lots o' noise,
Gramma says, 'There's certain times comes to little boys
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