The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
A Night or two ago—
And now she turns Her perfect Face
Upon the World below—
Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde—
Her Cheek—a Beryl hewn—
Her Eye unto the Summer Dew
The likest I have known—
Her Lips of Amber never part—
But what must be the smile
Upon Her Friend she could confer
Were such Her Silver Will—
And what a privilege to be
But the remotest Star—
For Certainty She take Her Way
Beside Your Palace Door—
Her Bonnet is the Firmament—
The Universe—Her Shoe—
The Stars—the Trinkets at Her Belt—
Her Dimities—of Blue—
by Emily Dickinson
Pure magic. Beautiful statement ring. Fiery labradorite has been set on a double bed of silver.
Wide tapered band I have adorned with moon phases. Each of them has been sawn by hand.
On the back of the stone I have soldered a beautiful star.
Hand applied patina.
True talisman that will be treasured forever. Heirloom quality.
Size 8.75 US. Tapered band, 10 mm at the narrowest point.