I've none to tell me to but Thee

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I've none to tell me to but Thee
So when Thou failest, nobody.
It was a little tie --
It just held Two, nor those it held
Since Somewhere thy sweet Face has spilled
Beyond my Boundary --

If things were opposite -- and Me
And Me it were -- that ebbed from Thee
On some unanswering Shore --
Would'st Thou seek so -- just say
That I the Answer may pursue
Unto the lips it eddied through --
So -- overtaking Thee --

© Emily Dickinson