A ROBIN in the morning, <br />In the morning early, <br />Sang a song of warning, <br />"There'll be rain, there'll be rain." <br />Very,very clearly <br />From the orchard <br />Came the gentle horning, <br />"There'll be rain." <br />But the hasty farmer <br />Cut his hay down, <br />Did not heed the charmer <br />From the orchard, <br />And the mower's clatter <br />Ceased at noontide, <br />For with drip and spatter <br />Down came the rain. <br />Then the prophet robin <br />Hidden in the crab-tree <br />Railed upon the farmer, <br />"I told you so, I told you so." <br />As the rain grew stronger, <br />And his heart grew prouder, <br />Notes so full and slow <br />Coming blither, louder, <br />"I told you so, I told you so," <br />"I told you so."<br /><br />Duncan Campbell Scott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-and-the-robin/
