I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry,
thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry.
Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it's just the rain,
the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still,
and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on.
― Ray Bradbury, Green Shadows, White Whale
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days...
― Dylan Thomas, Collected Poems
Antique fashion history illustration from 1893 showing a Victorian lady in fancy hat and bow, looking as if she is touched by melancholy.
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