• What hid’st thou in thy treasure-caves and cells?
      Thou hollow-sounding and mysterious main!—
    Pale glistening pearls and rainbow-colored shells,
      Bright things which gleam unrecked of and in vain!—
    Keep, keep thy riches, melancholy sea!
            We ask not such from thee.

    Yet more, the depths have more!—what wealth untold,
      Far down,...

  • I count my treasures o'er with care,---

       The little toy my darling knew,

       A little sock of faded hue,

    A little lock of golden hair.


    Long years ago this holy time,

       My little one---my all to me---

       Sat robed in white upon my knee,

    And heard the merry Christmas chime.
    ...