And presently the sky is changed; O world!
What pictures and what harmonies are thine!
The clouds are rich and dark, the air serene,
So like the soul of me, what if ’t were me?
A melancholy better than all mirth.
Comes the sweet sadness at the retrospect,
Or at the foresight of obscurer years?
Like yon slow-sailing cloudy promontory
Whereon the purple iris dwells in beauty
Superior to all its gaudy skirts
This is the second of two posts featuring mostly purple and partly blue irises, some from the previous post (see Bearded Irises in Purple and Blue (1 of 2)), along with a few new photos, all rendered on black backgrounds.
Thanks for taking a look!