Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Robert Louis Stevenson Poems

41. Dedication 12/31/2002
42. Dedicatory Poem For "Underwoods" 12/31/2002
43. Duddingstone 12/31/2002
44. Early In The Morning I Hear On Your Piano 12/31/2002
45. Envoy For "A Child's Garden Of Verses" 12/31/2002
46. Epitaphium Erotii 12/31/2002
47. Escape At Bedtime 1/3/2003
48. Fair Isle At Sea 12/31/2002
49. Fairy Bread 1/3/2003
50. Farewell 12/31/2002
51. Farewell To The Farm 1/3/2003
52. Fear Not, Dear Friend, But Freely Live Your Days 12/31/2002
53. Fixed Is The Doom 12/31/2002
54. Flower God, God Of The Spring 12/31/2002
55. For Richmond's Garden Wall 12/31/2002
56. Foreign Children 1/3/2003
57. Foreign Lands 1/3/2003
58. Frag1 12/31/2002
59. Frag2 12/31/2002
60. Fragments 12/31/2002
61. From A Railway Carriage 1/3/2003
62. Go, Little Book - The Ancient Phrase 12/31/2002
63. God Gave To Me A Child In Part 12/31/2002
64. Good And Bad Children 1/3/2003
65. Good-Night 1/3/2003
66. Had I The Power That Have The Will 12/31/2002
67. Hail! Childish Slave Of Social Rules 12/31/2002
68. Hail, Guest, And Enter Freely! 12/31/2002
69. Happy Thought 1/3/2003
70. Heather Ale: A Galloway Legend 3/30/2010
71. Henry James 1/3/2003
72. Historical Associations 1/3/2003
73. Home, My Little Children, Hear Are Songs For You 12/31/2002
74. I Am Like One That For Long Days Had Sate 12/31/2002
75. I Do Not Fear To Own Me Kin 12/31/2002
76. I Dreamed Of Forest Alleys Fair 12/31/2002
77. I Know Not How, But As I Count 12/31/2002
78. I Love To Be Warm By The Red Fireside 12/31/2002
79. I Now, O Friend, Whom Noiselessly The Snows 12/31/2002
80. I Who All The Winter Through 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Robert Louis Stevenson

The Swing

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!

Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--

Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!

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The Land Of Counterpane

When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;

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