The dragon splays her belly on the gold,
Gross hoarder, hot-eyed miser,
Holding all the earth can give to hold
And none the wiser.
Dumbness deadness darkness is your nest.
Brooding there, fierce booby,
No fire’s enough, not even in your breast,
To hatch a ruby!
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