933 <br /> <br />Two Travellers perishing in Snow <br />The Forests as they froze <br />Together heard them strengthening <br />Each other with the words <br /> <br />That Heaven if Heaven—must contain <br />What Either left behind <br />And then the cheer too solemn grew <br />For language, and the wind <br /> <br />Long steps across the features took <br />That Love had touched the Morn <br />With reverential Hyacinth— <br />The taleless Days went on <br /> <br />Till Mystery impatient drew <br />And those They left behind <br />Led absent, were procured of Heaven <br />As Those first furnished, said—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-travellers-perishing-in-snow/
