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A Little While I Fain Would Linger Yet A little while (my life is almost set!) I fain would pause along the downward way, Musing an hour in this sad sunset-ray, While, Sweet! our eyes with tender tears are wet: A little hour I fain would linger yet. A little while I fain would linger yet... Poet: Paul Hamilton Hayne	Sonnet: “While yet these tears have power to flow” From the French by Louise Stuart Costello WHILE yet these tears have power to flow For hours for ever past away; While yet these swelling sighs allow My faltering voice to breathe a lay; While yet my hand can touch the chords, My tender... Poet: Louise Labé	The Lightning playeth — all the while — The Lightning playeth — all the while — But when He singeth — then — Ourselves are conscious He exist — And we approach Him — stern — With Insulators — and a Glove — Whose short — sepulchral Bass ... Poet:	To die — takes just a little while — To die — takes just a little while — They say it doesn't hurt — It's only fainter — by degrees — And then — it's out of sight — A darker Ribbon — for a Day — A Crape upon the Hat — And then the... Poet:
While Asters — While Asters — On the Hill — Their Everlasting fashions — set — And Covenant Gentians — Frill! Poet:	While it is alive While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood Under one Sacrament Show me Division can split or pare — Love is like Life — merely longer Love is... Poet:	While we were fearing it, it came — While we were fearing it, it came — But came with less of fear Because that fearing it so long Had almost made it fair — There is a Fitting — a Dismay — A Fitting — a Despair 'Tis harder knowing it... Poet: