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Ralph Waldo Emerson - Rubies
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They brought me rubies from the mine, 
And held them to the sun; 
I said, they are drops of frozen wine 
From Eden`s vats that run. 

I looked again,—I thought them hearts 
Of friends to friends unknown; 
Tides that should warm each neighboring life 
Are locked in sparkling stone. 

But fire to thaw that ruddy snow, 
To break enchanted ice, 
And give love`s scarlet tides to flow,— 
When shall that sun arise?
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