- Full Text
- Glittering Stones and golden things,
Wealth and Honors that have wings
Ever fluttering to be gone,
I could never call my own;
Riches that the world bestows
She can take, and I can lose;
But the treasures that are mine,
Lie afar beyond her line;
When I view my spacious soul,
And survey myself awhole,
And enjoy myself alone,
I am a Kingdom of my own.
- Listed on Page Number
- 303
- Sampler Worked By
- Nabby Jewett
- Date of Sampler
- 1797
- Place Sampler Made
- Bradford, MA
- Sampler Listed on Page
- 56
- Author/Publication/Country/Date
- Watts, Isaac. Horae Lyricae: Poems Chiefly of the Lyric Kind…London: J. Humphreys, 1709. 2nd Ed., Pg. 207-208.
- Notes
- https://archive.org/details/horael00watt/page/n2/mode/1up?q=%22Glittering+Stones+and+golden+things%22
This verse is one selected stanza of a poem entitled “True Riches”.