Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

A Good Boy - Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

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 down behind the wood,
And I am very happy, for I know that I've been good.

My bed is waiting cool and fresh, with linen smooth and fair,
And I must be off to sleepsin-by, and not forget my prayer.

I know that, till to-morrow I shall see the sun arise,
No ugly dream shall fright my mind, no ugly sight my eyes.

But slumber hold me tightly till I waken in the dawn,
And hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn.

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    Very good poem (Report) Reply

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  • Mahtab Bangalee (6/1/2018 1:05:00 AM)

    I know that, till to-morrow I shall see the sun arise,
    No ugly dream shall fright my mind, no ugly sight my eyes.
    (Report) Reply

  • (5/14/2018 2:43:00 AM)

    I hate this it was so bad (Report) Reply

  • (4/2/2018 10:47:00 AM)

    I think this poem was amazing it makes me inspired to be a better person (Report) Reply

  • (11/29/2017 3:17:00 AM)

    Listening to Yusef Lateef morning while i read and hear 'The Holy Ghost' at work in my soul in this poem and in this music. (Report) Reply

  • (4/21/2017 1:56:00 AM)

    Dream of a ideally comfortable life. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (2/12/2016 2:47:00 PM)

    A very gentle poem describing a boy's life that doesn't seem to fit in with the boisterous tones of his other poems- I wonder if he feels pity for this youngster instead of a pride in his nightmare-less life. (Report) Reply

  • Talib Deen (8/14/2013 9:58:00 PM)

    check out my poem pls (Report) Reply

  • (8/14/2013 7:23:00 PM)

    He's talking himself into having a nightmare-free sleep.Have a look at Coleridge's 'The Nightingale' and my 'A Father's Tale' for different takes on nightmares. (Report) Reply

  • (8/14/2013 9:34:00 AM)

    It seems to me that its a metaphor speaking to how we should behave as adults, which is to lead a simple life, be as noble as one can be and be thankful to be alive. -LP (Report) Reply

  • (3/27/2013 5:56:00 AM)

    i mean its ok its very unatrual but hes also unique in character (Report) Reply

  • Jacob Bearer (8/14/2012 2:22:00 PM)

    Yeah, there's something unnatural about this poem! I would think a good boy would have a sling shot in his hand and a neighbor's broken window pane, or a can of cooked beans steaming next to what was once grandpa's tool shed - now there's a good boy. This just isn't a poem I think I'll want to revisit; unless someone can give me a coupe reasons to do so...thoughts? (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (8/14/2012 12:10:00 PM)

    Everyone has missed the unnaturalness of this little boy's life. Stephenson's nurse was a strict Calvinist and her religion and folk beliefs were an early source of nightmares for the boy. It is as though he has to keep a grip on himself to earn a good night. The mention of the ugly dreams indicates that he was not a stranger to them. This is not the poem of a happy boy. (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (8/14/2012 1:46:00 AM)

    till tomorrow is wrong. He is saying that he will see the sun arise all night! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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