Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.
Part Three: LoveXXXI
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And yet with amber hands
She leads him, docile as a boy,
Along appointed sands.
Obedient to her eye,
He comes just so far toward the town,
Just so far goes away.
And mine the distant sea,—
Obedient to the least command
Thine eyes impose on me.