429 <br /> <br />The Moon is distant from the Sea— <br />And yet, with Amber Hands— <br />She leads Him—docile as a Boy— <br />Along appointed Sands— <br /> <br />He never misses a Degree— <br />Obedient to Her Eye <br />He comes just so far—toward the Town— <br />Just so far—goes away— <br /> <br />Oh, Signor, Thine, the Amber Hand— <br />And mine—the distant Sea— <br />Obedient to the least command <br />Thine eye impose on me—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-moon-is-distant-from-the-sea/
