The compassesIf they be two, they a

The compasses
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
They soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if the other do

And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other for doth room,
It leans, and hear kens after it,
And grows erect, as it comes home.