I once was walking on a snowy day
With North-wind howling, redness on my face,
And all the world was silent, save the way
That wind did pierce the air and ev’ry place.
When what, to my confusion, should appear,
But diamonds glowing from the frosted ground,
Each sparkling gem a light, and ear to ear,
The clever Earth was smiling all around.
Look up, she sang, and I did lift mine eyes
To see the culprit, peeking from behind
The dark-wrought clouds; and I thought myself wise
For finding Diamond-wright, the Sun so kind.
And now whene’er I strive to find a gem,
That Sun will gently touch her light to them.