It is true, we are such poor navigators that our thoughts, for the most part, stand off and on upon a harborless coast, are conversant only with the bights of the bays of poesy, or steer for the public ports of entry, and go into the dry docks of science, where they merely refit for this world, and no natural currents concur to individualize them.
In the second, the materials of sense are separated or divided in ways not corresponding to nature but after the mind's own pleasure, and the result is poesy or feigned history.
Poesy rings were engraved with the actual words of the promise.
For a more modern version of the poesy ring, this company also offers a ring with the words "My beloved is mine and I am his" engraved upon the surface in an old world script.
Poesy rings were most popular in Medieval Europe.