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White Iris was a princess / In a kingdom long ago, / Mysterious as moonlight / And silent as the snow.
She drew the world in wonder / And swayed it with desire, / Ere Babylon was builded / Or a stone laid in Tyre.
Yet here within my garden / Her loveliness appears, / Undimmed by any sorrow / Of all the tragic years.
How kind that earth should treasure / So beautiful a thing -- / All mystical enchantment, / To stir our hearts in spring!