C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


God’s glowing covenant.

Hosea Ballou.

God’s illumined promise.


Born of the shower, and colored by the sun.

J. C. Prince.

Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life.


Bright pledge of peace and sunshine.

Henry Vaughan.

The smiling daughter of the storm.


Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow in the sky!


  • And, lo! in the dark east, expanded high,
  • The rainbow brightens to the setting Sun.
  • Beattie.

    Triumphant arch, that fill’st the sky when storms prepare to part!


    Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life! the evening beam that smiles the clouds away and tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!


    So shines the setting sun on adverse skies, and paints a rainbow on the storm.

    Dr. Watts.

    Conspicuous, with three listed colors gay, betokening peace from God, and covenant new.


    Faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span.


    That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.


  • My heart leaps up when I behold
  • A rainbow in the sky!
  • Wordsworth.

  • Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky
  • Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray,
  • Each in the other melting.
  • Southey.

  • ’Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep
  • From leaf to leaf; ’tis sweet to view on high
  • The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.
  • Byron.

  • What skilful limner e’er would choose
  • To paint the rainbow’s varying hues,
  • Unless to mortal it were given
  • To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?
  • Scott.

  • A rainbow in the morning
  • Is the Shepherd’s warning;
  • But a rainbow at night
  • Is the Shepherd’s delight.
  • Old Weather Rhyme.

  • Hung on the shower that fronts the golden West,
  • The rainbow bursts like magic on mine eyes!
  • In hues of ancient promise there imprest;
  • Frail in its date, eternal in its guise.
  • Charles Tennyson Turner.

  • Over her hung a canopy of state,
  • Not of rich tissue, nor of spangled gold,
  • But of a substance, though not animate,
  • Yet of a heavenly and spiritual mould,
  • That only eyes of spirits might behold.
  • Giles Fletcher.

  • Meantime, refracted from yon eastern cloud,
  • Bestriding earth, the grand ethereal bow
  • Shoots up immense; and every hue unfolds,
  • In fair proportion, running from the red
  • To where the violet fades into the sky.
  • Thomson.

  • When thou dost shine, darkness looks white and fair,
  • Forms turn to music, clouds to smiles and air;
  • Rain gently spends his honey-drops, and pours
  • Balm on the cleft earth, milk on grass and flowers.
  • Bright pledge of peace and sunshine!
  • Henry Vaughan.

    Look upon the rainbow, and praise Him that made it; very beautiful it is in the brightness thereof; it compasseth the heaven about with a glorious circle, and the hands of the Most High have bended it.


  • O beautiful rainbow;—all woven of light!
  • There’s not in thy tissue one shadow of night;
  • Heaven surely is open when thou dost appear,
  • And, bending above thee, the angels draw near,
  • And sing,—“The rainbow! the rainbow!
  • The smile of God is here.”
  • Mrs. Sarah J. Hale.

  • Hail, many-colored messenger, that ne’er
  • Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
  • Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers
  • Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers;
  • And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
  • My bosky acres, and my unshrubb’d down,
  • Rich scarf to my proud earth.
  • Shakespeare.

  • Bright pledge of peace and sunshine! the sure tie
  • Of thy Lord’s hand, the object of His eye!
  • When I behold thee, though my light bedim,
  • Distinct and low, I can in thine see Him
  • Who looks upon thee from His glorious throne,
  • And minds the covenant between all and One.
  • Vaughan.