I've none to tell me to but Thee

I've none to tell me to but Thee
So when Thou failest, nobody —
It was a little tie —
It just held Two, not 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 —