The Sunrise runs for Both --
The East -- Her Purple Troth
Keeps with the Hill --
The Noon unwinds Her Blue
Till One Breadth cover Two --
Remotest -- still --
Nor does the Night forget
A Lamp for Each -- to set --
Wicks wide away --
The North -- Her blazing Sign
Erects in Iodine --
Till Both -- can see --
The Midnight's Dusky Arms
Clasp Hemispheres, and Homes
And so
Upon Her Bosom -- One --
And One upon Her Hem --
Both lie --
