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 RS. EARTH makes silver black,
 * Mrs. Earth makes iron red,

But Mrs. Earth can not stain gold,
 * Nor ruby red.

Mrs. Earth the slenderest bone
 * Whitens in her bosom cold,

But Mrs. Earth can change my dreams
 * No more than ruby or gold.

Mrs. Earth and Mr. Sun
 * Can tan my skin, and tire my toes,

But all that I'm thinking of, ever shall think,
 * Why, neither knows.