I sent a ring—a little band Of emerald and ruby stone, And bade it, sparkling on thy hand, Tell thee sweet tales of one Whose constant memory Was full of loveliness, and thee.
A shell was graven on its gold,— 'Twas Cupid fix'd without his wings—
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More info about the poet: George Darley - references bibliography