System (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
Every night my prayers I say, And get my dinner every day; And every day that I've been good, I ...
Every night my prayers I say, And get my dinner every day; And every day that I've been good, I ...
When at home alone I sit And am very tired of it, I have just to shut my eyes To ...
TO all that love the far and blue: Whether, from dawn to eve, on foot The fleeing corners ye pursue, ...
I SEND to you, commissioners, A paper that may please ye, sirs (For troth they say it might be worse ...
ABOUT the sheltered garden ground The trees stand strangely still. The vale ne'er seemed so deep before, Nor yet so ...
When I was down beside the sea A wooden spade they gave to me To dig the sandy shore. My ...
DEATH, to the dead for evermore A King, a God, the last, the best of friends - Whene'er this mortal ...
Little Indian, Sioux, or Crow, Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh! don't you wish that you were me? ...
I. I DREAMED of forest alleys fair And fields of gray-flowered grass, Where by the yellow summer moon My Jenny ...
We see you as we see a face That trembles in a forest place Upon the mirror of a pool ...
MEN are Heaven's piers; they evermore Unwearying bear the skyey floor; Man's theatre they bear with ease, Unfrowning cariatides! I, ...
ON now, although the year be done, Now, although the love be dead, Dead and gone; Hear me, O loved ...
NOR judge me light, tho' light at times I seem, And lightly in the stress of fortune bear The innumerable ...
YES, friend, I own these tales of Arabia Smile not, as smiled their flawless originals, Age-old but yet untamed, for ...
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall; She shines on thieves on the garden wall, On ...
As from the house your mother sees You playing round the garden trees, So you may see, if you will ...
Resign the rhapsody, the dream, To men of larger reach; Be ours the quest of a plain theme, The piety ...
NOW in the sky And on the hearth of Now in a drawer the direful cane, That sceptre of the ...
Whenever Auntie moves around, Her dresses make a curious sound, They trail behind her up the floor, And trundle after ...
MY first gift and my last, to you I dedicate this fascicle of songs - The only wealth I have: ...
Up into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And ...
I KNOW not how, but as I count The beads of former years, Old laughter catches in my throat With ...
Over the borders, a sin without pardon, Breaking the branches and crawling below, Out through the breach in the wall ...
MINE eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart As swift to love. I did become at once Thine ...
OVER the land is April, Over my heart a rose; Over the high, brown mountain The sound of singing goes. ...
So shall this book wax like unto a well, Fairy with mirrored flowers about the brim, Or like some tarn ...
TEMPEST tossed and sore afflicted, sin defiled and care oppressed, Come to me, all ye that labour; come, and I ...
THE old Chimaeras, old receipts For making "happy land," The old political beliefs Swam close before my hand. The grand ...
"Chief of our aunts"--not only I, But all your dozen of nurselings cry-- "What did the other children do? And ...
TO what shall I compare her, That is as fair as she? For she is fairer - fairer Than the ...
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