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Small Tableaux

By the Rev. Charles Turner [i.e. Charles Tennyson]

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THE RAINBOW.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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THE RAINBOW.

Hung on the shower that fronts the golden West,
The Rainbow bursts like magic on mine eyes!
In hues of ancient promise there imprest;
Frail in its date, eternal in its guise;
The vision is so lovely, that I feel
My heart imbued with beauty like its own,
And taking an indissoluble seal
From what is here a moment, and is gone;
It lies so soft on the full-breasted storm,
New-born o' the middle air, and dewy-pure,
And tricked in Nature's choicest garniture;
What can be seen of lovelier dye or form?
While all the groves assume a ghastly stain,
Caught from the leaden rack and shining rain!