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the language of gems.
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The rosy Cornelian resembles the flush
That faintly illumines a beautiful face,
And well in its lovely and tremulous blush
5lay Fancy the emblem of Modesty trace.

While Joy's golden smile in the Topaz is glowing,
And Purity dwells in the delicate Pearl,
The Opal, each moment new semblances showing,
May shine on the breast of some changeable girl.

Serene as the Turquoise, Content ever calm,
In her pure heart reflects heaven's fairest hue bright,
While Beauty, exulting in youth's sunny charm,
Beholds in the Beryl her image of light.

To the beaming Carbuncle, whose ray never dies,
The rare gift of shining in darkness is given;
So Faith, with her fervent and shadowless eyes,
Looks up, through Earth's night-time of trouble, to heaven.

There's a stone—the Asbestos—that, flung in the flame,
Unsullied comes forth with a color more pure,—