Answer:
The more holes you cover the lower it goes.
My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep.
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.