The Hayloft (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
Through all the pleasant meadow-side The grass grew shoulder-high, Till the shining scythes went far and wide And cut it ...
Through all the pleasant meadow-side The grass grew shoulder-high, Till the shining scythes went far and wide And cut it ...
The red room with the giant bed Where none but elders laid their head; The little room where you and ...
WHEN my young lady has grown great and staid, And in long raiment wondrously arrayed, She may take pleasure with ...
I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day, I never said an ugly word, but smiled and ...
FEAR not, dear friend, but freely live your days Though lesser lives should suffer. Such am I, A lesser life, ...
FLOWER god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in ...
Children, you are very little, And your bones are very brittle; If you would grow great and stately, You must ...
Last, to the chamber where I lie My fearful footsteps patter nigh, And come out from the cold and gloom ...
Summer fading, winter comes-- Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, Window robins, winter rooks, And the picture story-books. Water now is turned ...
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