• A million little diamonds
    Twinkled on the trees;
    And all the little maidens said:
    “A jewel, if you please!”
    But while they held their hands outstretched,
    To catch the diamonds gay,
    A million little sunbeams came,
    And stole them all away.

  • When Diamonds are a Legend,

    And Diadems — a Tale —

    I Brooch and Earrings for Myself,

    Do sow, and Raise for sale —


    And tho' I'm scarce accounted,

    My Art, a Summer Day — had Patrons —

    Once — it was a Queen —

    And once — a Butterfly —