Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.

By Frank LebbyStanton

1290 A Little Way

A LITTLE way to walk with you, my own—

Only a little way,

Then one of us must weep and walk alone

Until God’s day.

A little way! It is so sweet to live

Together, that I know

Life would not have one withered rose to give

If one of us should go.

And if these lips should ever learn to smile,

With thy heart far from mine,

’T would be for joy that in a little while

They would be kissed by thine!