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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part Three: Love

XXXIII

I HELD a jewel in my fingers

And went to sleep.

The day was warm, and winds were prosy;

I said: “’T will keep.”

I woke and chid my honest fingers,—

The gem was gone;

And now an amethyst remembrance

Is all I own.