PROEM.
BY SARAH ROBERTS.
They have christened me Iris; and why? oh, why?Because, like the rainbow so bright,I bring my own welcome, and tell my own tale,And am hailed by all hearts with delight:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.The rainbow, it cometh 'mid sunlight and tears,—The tears it soon chaseth away;I banish all sighs for the year that is passed,And the future in sunlight array:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.The rainbow, it telleth of promise and love,Of hope, with its gay, golden wing;It whispers of peacefulness, purity, heaven,—Of these lofty themes do I sing:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.The rainbow is painted in colours most fair,By the hand of the Father of love;So the genius and talent my pages bespeak,Are inspired by the Great Mind above:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
They have christened me Iris; and why? oh, why?Because, like the rainbow so bright,I bring my own welcome, and tell my own tale,And am hailed by all hearts with delight:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.The rainbow, it cometh 'mid sunlight and tears,—The tears it soon chaseth away;I banish all sighs for the year that is passed,And the future in sunlight array:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.The rainbow, it telleth of promise and love,Of hope, with its gay, golden wing;It whispers of peacefulness, purity, heaven,—Of these lofty themes do I sing:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.The rainbow is painted in colours most fair,By the hand of the Father of love;So the genius and talent my pages bespeak,Are inspired by the Great Mind above:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
They have christened me Iris; and why? oh, why?Because, like the rainbow so bright,I bring my own welcome, and tell my own tale,And am hailed by all hearts with delight:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
They have christened me Iris; and why? oh, why?
Because, like the rainbow so bright,
I bring my own welcome, and tell my own tale,
And am hailed by all hearts with delight:
And this, this is why
I am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
The rainbow, it cometh 'mid sunlight and tears,—The tears it soon chaseth away;I banish all sighs for the year that is passed,And the future in sunlight array:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
The rainbow, it cometh 'mid sunlight and tears,—
The tears it soon chaseth away;
I banish all sighs for the year that is passed,
And the future in sunlight array:
And this, this is why
I am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
The rainbow, it telleth of promise and love,Of hope, with its gay, golden wing;It whispers of peacefulness, purity, heaven,—Of these lofty themes do I sing:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
The rainbow, it telleth of promise and love,
Of hope, with its gay, golden wing;
It whispers of peacefulness, purity, heaven,—
Of these lofty themes do I sing:
And this, this is why
I am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
The rainbow is painted in colours most fair,By the hand of the Father of love;So the genius and talent my pages bespeak,Are inspired by the Great Mind above:And this, this is whyI am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.
The rainbow is painted in colours most fair,
By the hand of the Father of love;
So the genius and talent my pages bespeak,
Are inspired by the Great Mind above:
And this, this is why
I am named for the beautiful bow in the sky.