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.
Emily DickinsonI started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me
Emily Dickinson