THE RAINBOW.

THE RAINBOW.

My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky;So was it when my life began,So is it now I am a man,So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!The child is father of the man;And I could wish my days to beBound each to each by natural piety.

My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky;So was it when my life began,So is it now I am a man,So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!The child is father of the man;And I could wish my days to beBound each to each by natural piety.

My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky;So was it when my life began,So is it now I am a man,So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!The child is father of the man;And I could wish my days to beBound each to each by natural piety.

My heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky;

So was it when my life began,

So is it now I am a man,

So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die!

The child is father of the man;

And I could wish my days to be

Bound each to each by natural piety.

—William Wordsworth.

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