Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Love's Vicissitudes

Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

AS Love and Hope together
Walk by me for a while,
Link-armed the ways they travel
For many a pleasant mile -
Link-armed and dumb they travel,
They sing not, but they smile.

Hope leaving, Love commences
To practise on the lute;
And as he sings and travels
With lingering, laggard foot,
Despair plays obligato
The sentimental flute.

Until in singing garments
Comes royally, at call -
Comes limber-hipped Indiff'rence
Free stepping, straight and tall -
Comes singing and lamenting,
The sweetest pipe of all.


Comments about Love's Vicissitudes by Robert Louis Stevenson

  • Raimi BabatundeRaimi Babatunde (8/6/2019 10:06:00 AM)

    I love the way you coined this poem. Great work and big 10.(Report)Reply

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  • Bhupesh Rana (6/1/2018 4:27:00 AM)

    It's a heart touching poem ''love is in heart not in talks.(Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/23/2015 1:26:00 PM)

    Until in singing garments
    Comes royally, at call -
    Comes limber-hipped Indiff'rence
    Free stepping, straight and tall -
    Comes singing and lamenting,
    The sweetest pipe of all.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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