Thomas Hardy - A Thought In Two Moods lyrics

I saw it—pink and white—revealed Upon the white and green; The white and green was a daisied field, The pink and white Ethleen. And as I looked it seemed in kind That difference they had none; The two fair bodiments combined As varied miens of one. A sense that, in some mouldering year, As one they both would lie, Made me move quickly on to her To pa** the pale thought by. She laughed and said: "Out there, to me, You looked so weather-browned, And brown in clothes, you seemed to be Made of the dusty ground!"