Thomas Hardy - I was the midmost lyrics

I was the midmost of my world   When first I frisked me free, For though within its circuit gleamed   But a small company, And I was immature, they seemed   To bend their looks on me. She was the midmost of my world   When I went further forth, And hence it was that, whether I turned   To south, east, west, or north, Beams of an all-day Polestar burned   From that new axe of earth. Where now is midmost in my world?   I trace it not at all: No midmost shows it here, or there,   When wistful voices call “We are fain! We are fain!” from everywhere   On Earth's bewildering ball!