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.