Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod

Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

THE angler rose, he took his rod,
He kneeled and made his prayers to God.
The living God sat overhead:
The angler tripped, the eels were fed

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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