Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Victor B . Neuburg . And rain , gray , ceaseless rain , Insistent , nagging, dull, Comes , like a dreary pain On a face grown beautiful By patient suffering . Soft rain -drops sting . The fields are bare ; the hills , Still barer in the gray , Stand stark , and silence fills The empty , useless day , Silent , save for rain , Dead , save for pain . And the weary , changeless sea With spiritless white foam Lies level as a lea Under the empty dome : No life on sea or earth ; A cold , slow dearth . But the swallows cry in the rain , And a gull that floats on the sea , Cries out and cries out again , In listless monotony . And the wind cries and cries , And never dies . 153