The Dumb Soldier (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found And hid ...
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found And hid ...
AS in their flight the birds of song Halt here and there in sweet and sunny dales, But halt not ...
COME, here is adieu to the city And hurrah for the country again. The broad road lies before me Watered ...
FLOWER god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in ...
I DO not fear to own me kin To the glad clods in which spring flowers begin; Or to my ...
BEYOND the gates thou gav'st a field to till; I have a larger on my window-sill. A farm, d'ye say? ...
IN the green and gallant Spring, Love and the lyre I thought to sing, And kisses sweet to give and ...
OVER the land is April, Over my heart a rose; Over the high, brown mountain The sound of singing goes. ...
Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing, Three of us abroad in the basket on the lea. ...
Not undelightful, friend, our rustic ease To grateful hearts; for by especial hap, Deep nested in the hill's enormous lap, ...
THE air was full of sun and birds, The fresh air sparkled clearly. Remembrance wakened in my heart And I ...
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