two lovely berries

"we, hermia, like two 'artificial' gods,
have with our needles, created both one flower,
both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,
both warbling of one song both in one key,
as if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds
had been incorporate.
so we grew together
like to a double cherry, seeming parted
but yet an union in partition.
two lovely berries moulded, one one stem;
so with two seeming bodies, but one heart.
two of the first, like coats in heraldry,
due but to one, and crowned with one crest."
/bill shakespeare