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I held a jewel
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 chide my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own
Emily Dickinson
Books are the glass of council to dress ourselves by.
~Bulstrode Whitlock
The word “wed” is derived from the ancient Greek word for “pledge.”
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