Robert Louis Stevenson

Edinburgh / Scotland
Robert Louis Stevenson
Edinburgh / Scotland
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A Valentine's Song

Rating: 3.0
MOTLEY I count the only wear
That suits, in this mixed world, the truly wise,
Who boldly smile upon despair
And shake their bells in Grandam Grundy's eyes.
Singers should sing with such a goodly cheer
That the bare listening should make strong like wine,
At this unruly time of year,
The Feast of Valentine.

We do not now parade our "oughts"
And "shoulds" and motives and beliefs in God.
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* Sunprincess * 12 February 2016
..............excellent write...and perfect for the season ?
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Susan Williams 12 February 2016
Stevenson appears to be a man who prefers a lusty life of drinking, adventure, and laughter- - with some pirates thrown in for excitement- - and he has chosen the perfect phrase for his predilection- - - - - - - -Keep open, at the annual feast, The puppet-booth of fun.
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Ramesh T A 12 February 2016
Love in February! Everyone is talking about love in February! February is the month of St. Valentine's Day, Which is celebrated in memory of that saint, Who sacrificed his life for the union of lovers! Every religion preaches about love for best life! Love is selfless act of empathy for others feeling Not an easy job to practise in real life in the world! So, lovers are warned against pitfalls in real life. When this is so, who can practise love in the world? One who is strong, brave, capable of standing on One's own leg only can practise love to support the Beloved through thick and thin in life till the end...! Other romantic loiterers can only send gifts, greetings And spend happy time in celebrating St. Valentine Day!
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Michael Morgan 12 February 2016
Whoever gave this effortlessly brilliant poem a six, deserves heavy starch. It is almost too convincing in its call to abandon. But the rhyming is astonishingly casual and fresh. Roll over, Stevenson, the novelist. And 'the puppet-booth of fun' is a bully refrain, indeed. Many might not catch the sub-text, here, I fear.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 12 February 2016
The flow of this beautifully crafted story poem is superb.
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Douglas Scotney 14 January 2015
You, restricted by your love of freedom, missed a fair bit of irreverence, John Richter. You got to 'Wert(h) ering', but did you laugh at that, and wonder why the brackets?
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A good poem but too long to read
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A good poem but too long to read
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John Richter 14 January 2015
I'm not a fan. It's probably not Stevenson's fault, but my own. I have little patience to listen to a thousand words when looking at the picture will suffice. This poem fails to create that picture. This is long winded and boring - and it's entire purpose to fill a form. Not only that but Scottish dialects and other language barriers make this an actual painful read for me personally. I couldn't get past the third stanza. A lesson to all - form robs emotion.
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* Sunprincess * 14 January 2014
.......this poem still leaves me astonished...I like these lines.. ~I know how, day by weary day, Hope fades, love fades, a thousand pleasures fade. I have not trudged in vain that way On which life's daylight darkens, shade by shade. And still, with hopes decreasing, griefs increased, Still, with what wit I have shall I, for one, Keep open, at the annual feast, The puppet-booth of fun.~
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