Robert Louis Stevenson Poems

  • 1.  
    HOME from the daisied meadows, where you linger yet -
    Home, golden-headed playmate, ere the sun is set; For the dews are falling fast
  • 2.  
    What are you able to build with your blocks?
    Castles and palaces, temples and docks. Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
  • 3.  
    I SEND to you, commissioners,
    A paper that may please ye, sirs (For troth they say it might be worse
  • 4.  
    MY Martial owns a garden, famed to please,
    Beyond the glades of the Hesperides; Along Janiculum lies the chosen block
  • 5.  
    TEMPEST tossed and sore afflicted, sin defiled and care oppressed,
    Come to me, all ye that labour; come, and I will give ye rest. Fear no more, O doubting hearted; weep no more, O weeping eye!
  • 6.  
    DEATH, to the dead for evermore
    A King, a God, the last, the best of friends - Whene'er this mortal journey ends
  • 7.  
    About my fields, in the broad sun
    And blaze of noon, there goeth one, Barefoot and robed in blue, to scan
  • 8.  
    About my fields, in the broad sun
    And blaze of noon, there goeth one, Barefoot and robed in blue, to scan
  • 9.  
    AT last she comes, O never more
    In this dear patience of my pain To leave me lonely as before,
  • 10.  
    When I am grown to man's estate
    I shall be very proud and great, And tell the other girls and boys
  • 11.  
    TO all that love the far and blue:
    Whether, from dawn to eve, on foot The fleeing corners ye pursue,
  • 12.  
    LET love go, if go she will.
    Seek not, O fool, her wanton flight to stay. Of all she gives and takes away
  • 13.  
    LOUD and low in the chimney
    The squalls suspire; Then like an answer dwindles
  • 14.  
    THE summer sun shone round me,
    The folded valley lay In a stream of sun and odour,
  • 15.  
    MINE eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart
    As swift to love. I did become at once Thine wholly, thine unalterably, thine
  • 16.  
    For the long nights you lay awake
    And watched for my unworthy sake: For your most comfortable hand
  • 17.  
    My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves
    That make my roof the arena of their loves, That gyre about the gable all day long
  • 18.  
    From Child's Garden of Verses
    I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
  • 19.  
    Great is the sun, and wide he goes
    Through empty heaven with repose; And in the blue and glowing days
  • 20.  
    Some day soon this rhyming volume, if you learn with proper speed,
  • 21.  
    Give to me the life I love,
    Let the lave go by me, Give the jolly heaven above
  • 22.  
    Summer fading, winter comes--
    Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, Window robins, winter rooks,
  • 23.  
    Whenever Auntie moves around,
    Her dresses make a curious sound, They trail behind her up the floor,
  • 24.  
    SO live, so love, so use that fragile hour,
    That when the dark hand of the shining power Shall one from other, wife or husband, take,
  • 25.  
    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
  • 26.  
    O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship,
    Of a ship that goes a sailing on the pond; And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about;
  • 27.  
    God, if this were enough,
    That I see things bare to the buff And up to the buttocks in mire;
  • 28.  
    NOT thine where marble-still and white
    Old statues share the tempered light And mock the uneven modern flight,
  • 29.  
    IN the green and gallant Spring,
    Love and the lyre I thought to sing, And kisses sweet to give and take
  • 30.  
    CALL it to mind, O my love.
    Dear were your eyes as the day, Bright as the day and the sky;
  • 31.  
    I DREAMED of forest alleys fair
  • 32.  
    CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride,
    Down by the braes and the grey sea-side; Clinkum-clank by stane and cairn,
  • 33.  
    TO her, for I must still regard her
    As feminine in her degree, Who has been my unkind bombarder
  • 34.  
    The world is so full of a number of things,
    I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
  • 35.  
    IT'S forth across the roaring foam, and on towards the west,
    It's many a lonely league from home, o'er many a mountain crest, From where the dogs of Scotland call the sheep around the fold,
  • 36.  
    Not undelightful, friend, our rustic ease
    To grateful hearts; for by especial hap, Deep nested in the hill's enormous lap,
  • 37.  
    OVER the land is April,
    Over my heart a rose; Over the high, brown mountain
  • 38.  
    All around the house is the jet-black night;
    It stares through the window-pane; It crawls in the corners, hiding from the light,
  • 39.  
    Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
    Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle
  • 40.  
    THEY tell me, lady, that to-day
    On that unknown Australian strand - Some time ago, so far away -
  • 41.  
    OH, I wad like to kenâ??to the beggar-wife says Iâ??
    Why chops are guid to brander and nane sae guid to fry. Anâ?? siller, that â??s sae braw to keep, is brawer still to giâ??e.
  • 42.  
    THE cock's clear voice into the clearer air
    Where westward far I roam, Mounts with a thrill of hope,
  • 43.  
    COME to me, all ye that labour; I will give your spirits rest;
    Here apart in starry quiet I will give you rest. Come to me, ye heavy laden, sin defiled and care opprest,
  • 44.  
    BY sunny market-place and street
    Wherever I go my drum I beat, And wherever I go in my coat of red
  • 45.  
    Lord, behold our family here assembled.
    We thank you for this place in which we dwell, for the love that unites us,
  • 46.  
    THOUGH deep indifference should drowse
    The sluggish life beneath my brows, And all the external things I see
  • 47.  
    AS Love and Hope together
    Walk by me for a while, Link-armed the ways they travel
  • 48.  
    A child should always say what's true
    And speak when he is spoken to, And behave mannerly at table;
  • 49.  
    MEN are Heaven's piers; they evermore
    Unwearying bear the skyey floor; Man's theatre they bear with ease,
  • 50.  
    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,
Total 231 poems written by Robert Louis Stevenson

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