I held a jewel in my fingersAnd went to sleep The day was warm, and winds were prosyI said, "Twill keep" I woke - and chide my honest fingers, The Gem was goneAnd now, an Amethyst remembranceIs all I own(emily dickinson)
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I held a jewel in my fingersAnd went to sleep The day was warm, and winds were prosyI said, "Twill keep" I woke - and chide my honest fingers, The Gem was goneAnd now, an Amethyst remembranceIs all I own(emily dickinson)