Robert Louis Stevenson Poems |
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Was a Scottish novelist, poet and travel writer, and a representative of neo-romanticism in English literature.
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Robert Louis Stevenson's poems
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OVER the land is April,
Over my heart a rose;
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We see you as we see a face
That trembles in a forest place
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BEFORE this little gift was come
The little owner had made haste for home;
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Down by a shining water well
I found a very little dell,
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We built a ship upon the stairs
All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
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All around the house is the jet-black night;
It stares through the window-pane;
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CALL me not rebel, though { here at every word
{in what I sing
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BEYOND the gates thou gav'st a field to till;
I have a larger on my window-sill.
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YOU looked so tempting in the pew,
You looked so sly and calm -
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GOD gave to me a child in part,
Yet wholly gave the father's heart:
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As in the hostel by the bridge I sate,
Nailed with indifference fondly deemed complete,
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Through all the pleasant meadow-side
The grass grew shoulder-high,
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So shall this book wax like unto a well,
Fairy with mirrored flowers about the brim,
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CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride,
Down by the braes and the grey sea-side;
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I, WHOM Apollo sometime visited,
Or feigned to visit, now, my day being done,
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Rating: 5.00
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I ASK good things that I detest,
With speeches fair;
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TO her, for I must still regard her
As feminine in her degree,
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"Chief of our aunts"--not only I,
But all your dozen of nurselings cry--
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WITH caws and chirrupings, the woods
In this thin sun rejoice.
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Rating: 5.00
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What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
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Rating: 4.50
Votes: 2 |
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A child should always say what's true
And speak when he is spoken to,
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Rating: 5.00
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I saw you toss the kites on high
And blow the birds about the sky;
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As when the hunt by holt and field
Drives on with horn and strife,
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When the grass was closely mown,
Walking on the lawn alone,
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Summer fading, winter comes--
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,
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IN the green and gallant Spring,
Love and the lyre I thought to sing,
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I KNOW not how, but as I count
The beads of former years,
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Give to me the life I love,
Let the lave go by me,
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Rating: 4.00
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The red room with the giant bed
Where none but elders laid their head;
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SWALLOWS travel to and fro,
And the great winds come and go,
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FOR these are sacred fishes all
Who know that lord that is the lord of all;
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