V 
42 DROPS FROM FLORA’S CDF. 
But sister-flowerets fancifully said, 
As they to note her beauty had been led 
By its enhancement in the rainbow shower, 
They e’en would call her Iris from that hour. 
ANON. 
IIow oft have I viewed thee all glorious and bright, 
In the pride of thy birthplace, thou vision of light; 
Like an angel of gladness, in mercy designed 
As a token and herald of love to mankind! 
There, too, when the floods of the desert resound, 
Thou reignest unmoved by the tumult around; 
And the eye may repose on thy soft-smiling beams, 
And the fancy may hail thee the nymph of the 
streams. 
