THE BOOK OF DIAMONDS
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figures of speech. There is poetry for all the stages of man's
life—childhood, maturity, decline—and the diamond is in them all.
Probably the first poetry in your own childhood, as in mine, was:
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high Like a diamond in the sky." (Taylor)
Spencer,
in his search of heaven and earth for something with which to compare
the eyes of chaste beauty, passes the diamond thus, "Nor to the
diamond; for they are more tender." But Moore, when he sings of charms
so ensnaring that even knowledge of the charmer's faithlessness could
not prevail against their potency, enumerates among them:
"Those eyes of hers, that floating, shine Like diamonds in some eastern river."
Lowell
"Strewed moss and grass with diamonds bright," and one of Moore's
angels, telling in his story of a maiden of Earth, says:
"While playfully around her breaking The waters that like diamonds shone, She moved in light of her own making." 20