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Robert Louis Stevenson

Edinburgh / Scotland
Robert Louis Stevenson
Edinburgh / Scotland
Friday, January 3, 2003

The Sun Travels

Rating: 2.8
The sun is not a-bed, when I
At night upon my pillow lie;
Still round the earth his way he takes,
And morning after morning makes.

While here at home, in shining day,
We round the sunny garden play,
Each little Indian sleepy-head
Is being kissed and put to bed.

And when at eve I rise from tea,
Day dawns beyond the Atlantic Sea;
And all the children in the west
Are getting up and being dressed.
Robert Louis Stevenson
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Suryendu Chaudhury 29 September 2020
The rotational process of earth that causes day and night is being dealt through in this poem.
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