AFTER ALL
The nicest people are discreet, Their eyes are dropped, their voices fall. The rain goes mocking down the street And dances on the nearest wall. The nicest people do not shout Nor run nor riot through the day. But when the childish wind gets out She blows propriety away. The wind makes sport of bishops’ cloaks, The rain will drip upon a crown And all the high and mighty folks Go running home when rain comes down. But plowboys whistling in a field And sailormen upon the sea Laugh at the wind and do not yield Their balance or their dignity. —Dorothy Alyea.
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Waikato Times, Volume 122, Issue 20498, 14 May 1938, Page 13 (Supplement)
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105AFTER ALL Waikato Times, Volume 122, Issue 20498, 14 May 1938, Page 13 (Supplement)
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