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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-