I am one of the world’s oldest yet most beautiful entities.

I am hard as nails yet can quickly melt a woman’s heart.

I am extremely valuable yet some refuse to accept me.

I am of a rough appearance until work has done on my façade.

I am the result of pressure yet my touch provides immediate relief.

I am joyous to be around yet procurement may have caused great pain.

I am of the Latin adamas yet my displayers are often far from adamant.

I am a usual source of delight yet sometimes great dismay.

I am without eyes yet if I could look my stare would cut through glass.

I am not a square yet I frequently sit in a ring.

WHAT AM I?

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