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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
Night And Day
When the golden day is done,Through the closing portal,Child and garden, Flower and sun,Vanish all things mortal.As the blinding shadows fallAs the..
© Robert Louis Stevenson
Nest Eggs
Birds all the summer dayFlutter and quarrelHere in the arbour-likeTent of the laurel.Here in the forkThe brown nest is seated;For little blue eggsThe..
© Robert Louis Stevenson
Ne Sit Ancillae Tibi Amor Pudor
THERE'S just a twinkle in your eyeThat seems to say I MIGHT, if IWere only bold enough to tryAn arm about your waist.I hear, too, as you come and..
© Robert Louis Stevenson
My Wife
Trusty, dusky, vivid, true,With eyes of gold and bramble-dew,Steel-true and blade-straight,The great artificerMade my mate.Honour, anger, valour..
© Robert Louis Stevenson
My Treasures
These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest,Where all my tin soldiers are lying at rest,Were gathered in Autumn by nursie and meIn a wood with a..
© Robert Louis Stevenson