| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | Risposta | | Anonymous |
| | | THERE is a jewel which no Indian mines | |
| Can buy, no chymic art can counterfeit; | |
| It makes men rich in greatest poverty; | |
| Makes water wine, turns wooden cups to gold, | |
| The homely whistle to sweet musics strain: | 5 |
| Seldom it comes, to few from heaven sent, | |
| That much in little, all in naught,Content. | | | | |
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