50 AUTUMN STORIES AND POEMS 



TO APOLLO 



GOD of the golden bow, 



And of the golden lyre. 

 And of the golden hair, 

 And of the golden fire, 



Charioteer 

 Round the patient year ! 



Who who did dare 



To tie for a moment thy plant round his bow ? 

 Delphic Apollo ! 



KEATS. 



IRIS 



You have often seen the rainbow. But I am not 

 sure that you have ever seen Iris riding over it. 



Iris is the daughter of Apollo and a beautiful 

 nymph called Water-Drop. 



She carries all the messages and runs on all 

 the errands for Juno, the wife of Jupiter. 



When she is in a very great hurry, a bridge 

 is thrown down. It connects the dwelling of 

 the gods and the earth. 



Then Iris wraps herself in a rosy-colored 

 cloud. 



