remembered the poor follow in song so full of humanity, that we quote his pearl-strung lyric entire. "Within the midnight of her hair, Half hidden in its deepest deeps, A single, peerless, priceless pearl (All filmy-eyed) forever sleeps. Without the diamond's sparkling eyes, The ruby's blushes, there it lies, Modest as the tender dawn, When her purple veil's withdrawn,-- The flower of gems, a lily cold and pale! Yet what doth all avail,-- All its beauty, all its grace, All the honors of its place? He who plucked it from its bed, In the far blue Indian ocean, Lieth, without life or motion, In his earthy dwelling,--dead! And his children, one by one, When they look upon the sun, Curse the toil by which he drew The treasure from its bed of blue. "Gentle Bride, no longer wear, In thy night-black, odorous hair, Such a spoil! It is not fit That a tender soul should sit Under such accursed gem! What need'st _thou_ a diadem,-- Thou, within whose Eastern eyes Thought (a starry Genius) lies,-- Thou, whom Beauty has arrayed,-- Thou, whom Love and Truth have made Beautiful,--in whom we trace Woman's softness, angel's grace, All we hope for, all that streams Upon us in our haunted dreams? "O sweet Lady! cast aside, With a gentle, noble pride, All to sin or pain allied! Let the wild-eyed conqueror wear The bloody laurel in his hair! Let the black and snaky vine Round the drinker's temples twine! Let the slave-begotten gold Weigh on bosoms hard and cold! But be THOU forever known By thy natural light alone!" One of the best judges of pearls that ever lived, out of the regular trade, was no less a person than Caesar. He was a great connoisseur, and could tell at once, when he took a pearl in his hand, its weight and value. He gave one away worth a quarter of a million dollars. Servilia, the mother of Brutus, was the lady to whom he made the regal present. Caligula, not satisfied with building ships of cedar with sterns inlaid with gems, had a pearl-collar made for a favorite horse! Pliny grows indignant as he chronicles the luxury of this Emperor.