Answer:
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.