The Sunrise runs for Both -- by Emily Dickinson
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 --
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