The Harlequin Opal, Vol. 3

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Excerpt from The Harlequin Opal, Vol. 3: A Romance The stone had its birth in the nurturing earth, Its home in the heart of the main, From the coraline caves it was tossed by the waves On the breast of an aureat plain, And the spirits who dwell in the nethermost hell Stored fire in its bosom of white, The sylphs of the air made it gracious and fair With the blue of the firmament's height. The dull gnomes I ween, gave it glittering sheen, Till yellow as gold it became, The nymphs of the sea made the opal to be A beacon of emerald flame. The many tints glow, they come and they go At bidding of spirits abhorr'd. When one ray is bright, in the bosom of white, Its hue tells the fate of its lord. For yellow hints wealth, and blue meaneth health. While green forbodes passing of gloom, But beware of the red, 'tis an omen of dread, Portending disaster and doom. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.