458 <br /> <br />Like eyes that looked on Wastes— <br />Incredulous of Ought <br />But Blank—and steady Wilderness— <br />Diversified by Night— <br /> <br />Just Infinites of Nought— <br />As far as it could see— <br />So looked the face I looked upon— <br />So looked itself—on Me— <br /> <br />I offered it no Help— <br />Because the Cause was Mine— <br />The Misery a Compact <br />As hopeless—as divine— <br /> <br />Neither—would be absolved— <br />Neither would be a Queen <br />Without the Other—Therefore— <br />We perish—tho' We reign—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-eyes-that-looked-on-wastes/
