A LITTLE WHILE,

SONG,





POETRY BY

Dante Gabriel Rossetti,

MUSIC BY

FLORENCE A. MARSHALL.

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Also, by the same Composer,



THE WITHERED PRIMROSE ... SONG .......... 3/-

SOLITUDE .................... SONG .......... 3/-

IL POETA MORIENTE .............................. 3/-

    Words by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Music by Florence A. Marshall.

• A little while, a little love,
• The hour yet bears for thee and me,
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• Who have not drawn the veil to see,
• If still our heav'n be lit above
• Thou only at the day's last sigh,
• Hast felt thy soul prolong the tone,
• And I have heard the night wind cry,
• And deem'd its speech mine own.

• A little while, a little love,
• 10The scatt'ring autumn hoards for us,
• Whose bow'r is not yet ruinous,
• Nor quite unleav'd our songless grove,
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• Only across the shaken boughs,
• We hear the flood tides seek the sea,
• And deep in both our hearts they rouse,
• One wail for thee and me.

• A little while, a little love,
• May yet be ours who have not said,
• The word it makes our eyes afraid.
• 20To know that each is thinking of.
• Not yet the end: be our lips dumb
• In smiles a little season yet,
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• I'll tell thee, when the end has come,
• How we may best forget.
• I'll tell thee, when the end has come,
• How we may best forget.