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I held a Jewel in my fingers—
And went to sleep—
The day was warm, and winds were prosy—
I said "'Twill keep"—
I woke—and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone—
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own—
Emily Dickinson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-held-a-jewel-in-my-fingers/
