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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Before This Little Gift Was Come

Before This Little Gift Was Come
BEFORE this little gift was come
The little owner had made haste for home;
And from the door of where the eternal dwell,…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Away With Funeral Music

Away With Funeral Music
AWAY with funeral music - set
The pipe to powerful lips -
The cup of life's for him that drinks
And not for him that sips.

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

At Last She Comes

At Last She Comes
AT last she comes, O never more
In this dear patience of my pain
To leave me lonely as before,
Or leave my soul alone again.

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Auntie's Skirts

Auntie's Skirts
Whenever Auntie moves around,
Her dresses make a curious sound,
They trail behind her up the floor,
And trundle after through the…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Apologetic Postscript Of A Year Later

Apologetic Postscript Of A Year Later
IF you see this song, my dear,
And last year's toast,
I'm confoundedly in fear
You'll be serious and severe…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

As In Their Flight The Birds Of Song

As In Their Flight The Birds Of Song
AS in their flight the birds of song
Halt here and there in sweet and sunny dales,
But halt not overlong;
Th…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ad Se Ipsum

Ad Se Ipsum
DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back,
When you first girded for this arduous track,
And under various whimsical pretexts
Endowed an…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Air Of Diabelli's

Air Of Diabelli's
CALL it to mind, O my love.
Dear were your eyes as the day,
Bright as the day and the sky;
Like the stream of gold and the sky …

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ad Nepotem

Ad Nepotem
O NEPOS, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home
We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome;
And in the country, still conjoined by fate,

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ad Piscatorem

Ad Piscatorem
FOR these are sacred fishes all
Who know that lord that is the lord of all;
Come to the brim and nose the friendly hand
That sways …

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

A Valentine's Song

A Valentine's Song
MOTLEY I count the only wear
That suits, in this mixed world, the truly wise,
Who boldly smile upon despair
And shake their be…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ad Magistrum Ludi

Ad Magistrum Ludi
NOW in the sky
And on the hearth of
Now in a drawer the direful cane,
That sceptre of the . . . reign,
And the long haw…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

A Good Play

A Good Play
We built a ship upon the stairs
All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
And filled it full of soft pillows
To go a-sailing on the billow…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

A Good Boy

A Good Boy
I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,
I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.
And now at last the sun is going …

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

To The Thawing Wind

To The Thawing Wind
Come with rain. O loud Southwester! Bring the singer, bring the nester; Give the
buried flower a dream; make the settled snowbank steam; Find…

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

Two Look at Two

Two Look at Two
Love and forgetting might have carried them
A little further up the mountain side
With night so near, but not much further up.
Th…

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

They Were Welcome To Their Belief

They Were Welcome To Their Belief
Grief may have thought it was grief.
Care may have thought it was care.
They were welcome to their belief,
The …

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

To E.T.

To E.T.
I slumbered with your poems on my breast
Spread open as I dropped them half-read through
Like dove wings on a figure on a tomb
To see, if…

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

The Vantage Point

The Vantage Point
If tires of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a
slope where the cattle keep the lawn. There amid loggin …

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

The Tuft of Flowers

The Tuft of Flowers
I went to turn the grass once after one
Who mowed it in the dew before the sun.
The dew was gone that made his blade so keen

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

The Telephone

The Telephone
'When I was just as far as I could walk From here today, There was an hour All still
When leaning with my head again a flower I heard you talk. Don…

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

The Span Of Life

The Span Of Life
The old dog barks backwards without getting up.
I can remember when he was a pup.
Anonymous submission.

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

The Soldier

The Soldier
He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But still lies pointed as it ploughed the dust.

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

The Secret Sits

The Secret Sits
We dance round in a ring and suppose,
But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.

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