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A woman that is like a German clock,
Still a-repairing, ever out of frame,
And never going read more
A woman that is like a German clock,
Still a-repairing, ever out of frame,
And never going aright, being a watch,
But being watched that it may still go right!
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.
Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.
Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.
Don't forget I know who you are. We were cut from the same surly star. Like two jewels in the read more
Don't forget I know who you are. We were cut from the same surly star. Like two jewels in the sky sharing fire!
She who from April dates her years,
Diamonds should wear, lest bitter tears
For vain repentance flow; read more
She who from April dates her years,
Diamonds should wear, lest bitter tears
For vain repentance flow; this stone,
Emblem of innocence is known.
It strikes! one, two,
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch,
Thy pulse hath beat enough. read more
It strikes! one, two,
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch,
Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest;
Would thou could'st make the time to do so too;
I'll wind thee up no more.
October's child is born for woe,
And life's vicissitudes must know;
But lay on Opal on her read more
October's child is born for woe,
And life's vicissitudes must know;
But lay on Opal on her breast,
And hope will lull those woes to rest.
Wear a Sardonyx or for thee
No conjugal felicity.
The August-born without this stone
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Wear a Sardonyx or for thee
No conjugal felicity.
The August-born without this stone
'Tis said must live unloved and lone.
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.
