IRIS.
1 —* — [ Thoti art the Iris, fair among the | fairest, Who, armed with golden rod And winged with the celestial azure, bearest The message of some God. Born in the purple, and uplifts thy drooping banner, And round thee throng and run The rushes, the green yeomen of thy* manor, The outlaws of the sun. The burnished dragon-fly is thine attendant And tilts against the field, And down the listed sunbeams rides resplendent, With steel-blue mail and shield..
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Northland Age, Volume 2, Issue 41, 22 May 1906, Page 8
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78IRIS. Northland Age, Volume 2, Issue 41, 22 May 1906, Page 8
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