Tears fall within mine heart, <br />As rain upon the town: <br />Whence does this languor start, <br />Possessing all mine heart? <br /> <br />O sweet fall of the rain <br />Upon the earth and roofs! <br />Unto an heart in pain, <br />O music of the rain! <br /> <br />Tears that have no reason <br />Fall in my sorry heart: <br />What! there was no treason? <br />This grief hath no reason. <br /> <br />Nay! the more desolate, <br />Because, I know not why, <br />(Neither for love nor hate) <br />Mine heart is desolate.<br /><br />Ernest Christopher Dowson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-paul-verlaine-i/
