Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Sonnet Viii

As Daniel, bird-alone, in that far land,Kneeling in fervent prayer, with heart-sick eyesTurned thro' the casement toward the westering skies;Or as..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Sonnet Vii

The strong man's hand, the snow-cool head of age,The certain-footed sympathies of youth -These, and that lofty passion after truth,Hunger unsatisfied..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Sonnet V

Not undelightful, friend, our rustic easeTo grateful hearts; for by especial hap,Deep nested in the hill's enormous lap,With its own ring of walls..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Sonnet Iii

I have a hoard of treasure in my breast;The grange of memory steams against the door,Full of my bygone lifetime's garnered store -Old pleasures..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Sonnet Ii

So shall this book wax like unto a well,Fairy with mirrored flowers about the brim,Or like some tarn that wailing curlews skim,Glassing the sallow..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Sonnet I

NOR judge me light, tho' light at times I seem,And lightly in the stress of fortune bearThe innumerable flaws of changeful care -Nor judge me light..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Sonet Vi

As in the hostel by the bridge I sate,Nailed with indifference fondly deemed complete,And (O strange chance, more sorrowful than sweet)The..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

So Live, So Love, So Use That Fragile Hour

SO live, so love, so use that fragile hour,That when the dark hand of the shining powerShall one from other, wife or husband, take,The poor survivor..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Small Is The Trust When Love Is Green

SMALL is the trust when love is greenIn sap of early years;A little thing steps in betweenAnd kisses turn to tears.Awhile - and see how love be..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Singing

Of speckled eggs the birdie singsAnd nests among the trees;The sailor sings of ropes and thingsIn ships upon the seas.The children sing in far..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Since Years Ago For Evermore

SINCE years ago for evermoreMy cedar ship I drew to shore;And to the road and riverbedAnd the green, nodding reeds, I saidMine ignorant and last..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Since Thou Hast Given Me This Good Hope, O God

SINCE thou hast given me this good hope, O God,That while my footsteps tread the flowery sodAnd the great woods embower me, and white dawnAnd purple..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Shadow March

All around the house is the jet-black night;It stares through the window-pane;It crawls in the corners, hiding from the light,And it moves with the..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Romance

I WILL make you brooches and toys for your delightOf bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.I will make a palace fit for you and me,Of green..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Requiem

Under the wide and starry skyDig the grave and let me lie.Glad did I live and gladly die,And I laid me down with a will.This be the verse you grave..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Rain

The rain is raining all around,It falls on field and tree,It rains on the umbrellas here,And on the ships at sea.

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Prelude

BY sunny market-place and streetWherever I go my drum I beat,And wherever I go in my coat of redThe ribbons flutter about my head.I seek recruits for..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Prayer

I ASK good things that I detest,With speeches fair;Heed not, I pray Thee, Lord, my breast,But hear my prayer.I say ill things I would not say -Things..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Pirate Story

Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing,Three of us abroad in the basket on the lea.Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring,And..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Picture-Books In Winter

Summer fading, winter comes--Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,Window robins, winter rooks,And the picture story-books.Water now is turned to..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Over The Land Is April

OVER the land is April,Over my heart a rose;Over the high, brown mountainThe sound of singing goes.Say, love, do you hear me,Hear my sonnets..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

On Now, Although The Year Be Done

ON now, although the year be done,Now, although the love be dead,Dead and gone;Hear me, O loved and cherished one,Give me still the hand that led,Led..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

O Dull Cold Northern Sky

O DULL cold northern sky,O brawling sabbath bells,O feebly twittering Autumn bird that tellsThe year is like to die!O still, spoiled trees, O city..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Now When The Number Of My Years

NOW when the number of my yearsIs all fulfilled, and IFrom sedentary lifeShall rouse me up to die,Bury me low and let me lieUnder the wide and starry..

© Robert Louis Stevenson

Now Bare To The Beholder's Eye

NOW bare to the beholder's eyeYour late denuded bindings lie,Subsiding slowly where they fell,A disinvested citadel;The obdurate corset, Cupid's..

© Robert Louis Stevenson