I just read the story: For a Breath I Tarry by Roger Zelazny.
Now I hope someone out there how read the story or not? will be able to tell me what Frost meant on the last page of the story by saying: '' for a breath I tarry nor yet disperse apart '' I have searched and searched and asked around but nowhere to find an answer.
I have my theories but they don't satisfiy me that much.

hopefuly there is someone who can tell what he meant, It doesn't have to be exactly right, I would love to just read your vison of the story too.

x Esther

From far, from eve and morning
And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
Blew hither: here am I.

Now -- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet disperse apart --
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.

Speak now, and I will answer;
How shall I help you, say;
Ere to the wind's twelve quarters
I take my endless way.

A. E. Housman, Poem XXXII, A Shropshire Lad (1896).

If you want an analysis of the poem, try https://hokku.wordpress.com/2015/06/07/dust-in-the-wind-housmans-from-far-from-eve-and-morning/

It speaks of the shortness of life, but also about what we can achieve during the short time we have. And that they got 'blown together' for a 'breath'. And that is the best part of life.