The Lost Jewel.
I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers, -- The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
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"I held a jewel in my fingers..."
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