Night and Day (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
When the golden day is done, Through the closing portal, Child and garden, Flower and sun, Vanish all things mortal. ...
When the golden day is done, Through the closing portal, Child and garden, Flower and sun, Vanish all things mortal. ...
STRANGE are the ways of men, And strange the ways of God! We tread the mazy paths That all our ...
IN Schnee der Alpen - so it runs To those divine accords - and here We dwell in Alpine snows ...
GO(D) knows, my Martial, if we two could be To enjoy our days set wholly free; To the true life ...
AS one who having wandered all night long In a perplexed forest, comes at length In the first hours, about ...
TO her, for I must still regard her As feminine in her degree, Who has been my unkind bombarder Year ...
The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out Through the blinds and the windows and bars; And high overhead ...
Children, you are very little, And your bones are very brittle; If you would grow great and stately, You must ...
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