I Do Not Fear To Own Me Kin (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
I DO not fear to own me kin To the glad clods in which spring flowers begin; Or to my ...
I DO not fear to own me kin To the glad clods in which spring flowers begin; Or to my ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
IN the highlands, in the country places, Where the old plain men have rosy faces, And the young fair maidens ...
THERE'S just a twinkle in your eye That seems to say I MIGHT, if I Were only bold enough to ...
When the golden day is done, Through the closing portal, Child and garden, Flower and sun, Vanish all things mortal. ...
OVER the land is April, Over my heart a rose; Over the high, brown mountain The sound of singing goes. ...
WHEN loud by landside streamlets gush, And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush, With sun on the meadows And ...
SWALLOWS travel to and fro, And the great winds come and go, And the steady breezes blow, Bearing perfume, bearing ...
The friendly cow all red and white, I love with all my heart: She gives me cream with all her ...
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found And hid ...
CALL it to mind, O my love. Dear were your eyes as the day, Bright as the day and the ...
The gardener does not love to talk, He makes me keep the gravel walk; And when he puts his tools ...
In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over ...
WHEN the sun comes after rain And the bird is in the blue, The girls go down the lane Two ...
BEHOLD, as goblins dark of mien And portly tyrants dyed with crime Change, in the transformation scene, At Christmas, in ...
THIS girl was sweeter than the song of swans, And daintier than the lamb upon the lawns Or Curine oyster. ...
FLOWER god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in ...
Up into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And ...
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