Come, My Beloved, Hear From Me (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
COME, my beloved, hear from me Tales of the woods or open sea. Let our aspiring fancy rise A wren's ...
COME, my beloved, hear from me Tales of the woods or open sea. Let our aspiring fancy rise A wren's ...
AGAIN I hear you piping, for I know the tune so well, - You rouse the heart to wander and ...
DEATH, to the dead for evermore A King, a God, the last, the best of friends - Whene'er this mortal ...
I HAVE left all upon the shameful field, Honour and Hope, my God, and all but life; Spurless, with sword ...
FLOWER god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in ...
YOU have been far, and I Been farther yet, Since last, in foul or fair An impecunious pair, Below this ...
GOD gave to me a child in part, Yet wholly gave the father's heart: Child of my soul, O whither ...
The red room with the giant bed Where none but elders laid their head; The little room where you and ...
HAD I the power that have the will, The enfeebled will - a modern curse - This book of mine ...
HAIL! Childish slaves of social rules You had yourselves a hand in making! How I could shake your faith, ye ...
HAIL, guest, and enter freely! All you see Is, for your momentary visit, yours; and we Who welcome you are ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
God, if this were enough, That I see things bare to the buff And up to the buttocks in mire; ...
IT'S forth across the roaring foam, and on towards the west, It's many a lonely league from home, o'er many ...
MAN sails the deep awhile; Loud runs the roaring tide; The seas are wild and wide; O'er many a salt, ...
SINCE thou hast given me this good hope, O God, That while my footsteps tread the flowery sod And the ...
MOTLEY I count the only wear That suits, in this mixed world, the truly wise, Who boldly smile upon despair ...
NOR judge me light, tho' light at times I seem, And lightly in the stress of fortune bear The innumerable ...
DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back, When you first girded for this arduous track, And under various whimsical pretexts Endowed ...
WHEN loud by landside streamlets gush, And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush, With sun on the meadows And ...
UP with the sun, the breeze arose, Across the talking corn she goes, And smooth she rustles far and wide ...
STRANGE are the ways of men, And strange the ways of God! We tread the mazy paths That all our ...
AS one who having wandered all night long In a perplexed forest, comes at length In the first hours, about ...
THE angler rose, he took his rod, He kneeled and made his prayers to God. The living God sat overhead: ...
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