Sparkles of gold through its splendid blue.
Who say you are colourless know not you.
Opal gleams on the sunset sky
Where a wave of the liquid sapphire flows;
One bright cloud on its flood drifts by
Of pearl and rose;
The air is radiant and crystalline
As rare jewels delved from a fairy mine.
A breeze just shivers the green of the corn
And sweeps it into a silver sea;