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    Monday, 5 October 2009

    What is your birth stone?


    My birth stone is the beautiful Amethyst.


    Amethyst is a violet variety of quartz.It is the February birthstone. It is often used in jewelry. The name comes from the Ancient Greek a- ("not") and methustos ("intoxicated"), a reference to the belief that the stone protected its owner from drunkenness; the ancient Greeks and Romans wore amethyst and made drinking vessels of it in the belief that it would prevent intoxication.

    So eh.... prevent getting drunk? I think Chinese story better: can improve study ability. Haha.

    Tiffany & Co. published these poems "of unknown author" for the first time in a pamphlet in 1870.

    Three of the verses are repeats,

    By her who in January was born
    No gem save garnets shall be worn
    They will ensure her constancy
    True friendship and fidelity.

    The February born shall find
    Sincerity and peace of mind,
    Freedom from passion and from care,
    If they, the amethyst will wear.

    By her who in March was born
    No gem save bloodstone shall be worn
    They will ensure her constancy
    True friendship and fidelity.

    She who from April dates her years,
    diamonds shall wear,
    lest bitter tears
    For vain repentance flow.

    Who first beholds the light of day
    In spring's sweet, flower month of May
    And wears an emerald all her life
    Shall be a loved and a loving wife.

    By her who in June was born
    No gem save pearls shall be worn
    They will ensure her constancy
    True friendship and fidelity.


    The gleaming ruby should adorn,
    All those who in July are born,
    For thus they'll be exempt and free,
    From lover's doubts and anxiety.

    Wear a peridot or for thee,
    No conjugal fidelity,
    The August born without this stone,
    `Tis said, must live unloved; alone.

    A maiden born when autumn leaves
    Are rustling in September's breeze,
    A sapphire on her brow should bind;
    To bring her joy and peace of mind.

    October's child is born for woe,
    And life's vicissitudes must know,
    But lay an opal on her breast,
    And hope will lull those woes to rest.

    Who first comes to this world below
    In dreary November's fog and snow,
    Should prize the topaz amber hue,
    Emblem of friends and lovers true.

    If cold December gave you birth
    The month of snow and ice and mirth
    Place on your hand a turquoise blue;
    Success will bless whate'er you do.

    Gregorian Birthstone Poems



    Source: wiki


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