And where the deepest current crawls/ Like thistledown the dainty fly falls./ Then from the depths a silver gleam/ Quick flashes, like a jewel bright./ Up through the waters of the stream/ An instant visible to sight/ As lightning cleaves to sombre sky/ A rainbow rises to the fly.
John Buchan"What would you call the highest happiness, Lewie?" he asked. "The sense of competence," was the answer, given without hesitation.
John Buchan