Menken, Adah Isaacs
|WORKING AND WAITING.|
Low burns the lamp. Fly swifter, thou needle--
Swifter, thou asp for the breast of the poor!
Else the pale light will be stolen by Pity,
Ere of the vital part thou hast made sure.
Dying, yet living:
All the world's giving
Barely the life that runs out with her thread.
God protect all of us--
God shelter all of us
From her last glance, as she follows the Dead!