Poems

As I threw back my tresses to catch the cool breeze, That scattered the rain-drops and dimpled the seas, Far up the blue sky a fair rainbow unrolled Its soft-tinted pinions of purple and gold. 'T was born in a moment, yet, quick as its birth, It had stretched to the uttermost ends of the earth, And fair as an angel, it floated as free, With a wing on the earth and a wing on the sea." "the rainbow"