Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days read more

Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days of peril firm and brave,
And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.

A maiden born when Autumn leaves
Are rustling in September's breeze,
A Sapphire on her brow should read more

A maiden born when Autumn leaves
Are rustling in September's breeze,
A Sapphire on her brow should bind,
'Twill cure diseases of the mind.

Nay, tarry a moment, my charming girl;
Here is a jewel of gold and pearl;
A beautiful read more

Nay, tarry a moment, my charming girl;
Here is a jewel of gold and pearl;
A beautiful cross it is I ween
As ever on beauty's breast was seen;
There's nothing at all but love to pay;
Take it and wear it, but only stay!
Ah! Sir Hunter, what excellent taste!
I'm not--in such--particular--haste.

Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day,
But night itself does the rich gem betray.

Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day,
But night itself does the rich gem betray.

These gems have life in them: their colors speak,
Say what words fail of.

These gems have life in them: their colors speak,
Say what words fail of.

Take that life, beseech you,
Which I so often owe; but your ring first,
And here the read more

Take that life, beseech you,
Which I so often owe; but your ring first,
And here the bracelet of the truest princess
That ever swore her faith.

Oh her white breast a sparkling cross she wore,
Which Jews might kiss and Infidels adore.

Oh her white breast a sparkling cross she wore,
Which Jews might kiss and Infidels adore.

'Tis plate of rare device and jewels
Of rich and exquisite form, their values great,
And I read more

'Tis plate of rare device and jewels
Of rich and exquisite form, their values great,
And I am something curious, being strange,
To have them in sale stowage.

Wild was the day; the wintry sea
Moaned sadly on New England's strand,
When first the thoughtful read more

Wild was the day; the wintry sea
Moaned sadly on New England's strand,
When first the thoughtful and the free,
Our fathers, trod the desert land.