Earth: From Middle English erthe, from Old English eorthe; akin to Old High German erda meaning earth, from Greek eraze meaning, to the ground.
William Blake was a interesting person. A quote from Wikipedia: Largely unrecognised during his lifetime, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of both the poetry and visual arts of the Romantic Age. His prophetic poetry has been said to form "what is in proportion to its merits the least read body of poetry in the English language."
The following poem attests to his vision.
Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
Her light fled,
And her locks covered with grey despair.
'Prisoned on watery shore,
Starry jealousy does keep my den
Cold and hoar;
I hear the father of the ancient men.
'Selfish father of men!
Cruel, jealous, selfish fear!
Chained in night,
The virgins of youth and morning bear?'
Does spring hide its joy,
When buds and blossoms grow?
Does the sower
Sow by night,
Or the plowman in darkness plough?'
Break this heavy chain,
That does freeze my bones around!
That free love with bondage bound.'
This is our true home. We were not made for the Moon, Mars or space. If we do not have Earth, we have nothing, thus would blogging and writing cease. Go gently, take only what you need, and when you depart, leave her as you found her.