Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)
To Friends At Home
TO friends at home, the lone, the admired, the lost
The gracious old, the lovely young, to May
The fair, December the beloved,
These from my blue horizon and green isles,
These from this pinnacle of distances I,
The unforgetful, dedicate.
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