Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

poet Robert Louis Stevenson
#37 on top 500 poets

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  • Kshirod Kumar Dehury Kshirod Kumar Dehury (4/20/2018 9:35:00 AM)

    beautyfull poem, i am enjoy your poem

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  • Wanita (4/19/2018 8:17:00 AM)

    Poem Hunter is such a useful tool. Thank you

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  • Corneillia (3/15/2018 12:10:00 PM)

    Lovely ☺

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  • T.Vorderbruggen (2/25/2018 12:48:00 PM)

    its amazing how much he has written in his short life.
    239 poems! ! ! and all his books.

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  • T.Vorderbruggen (2/25/2018 12:45:00 PM)

    The fact that he wrote 239 different poems plus his books in his 45 years of living is amazing.
    I have only read 4 of his works and I want to read more

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  • Mukesh (2/8/2018 7:51:00 AM)

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  • Meeself ???? (2/5/2018 1:32:00 PM)

    Love this

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  • mitanshi shah (2/2/2018 3:05:00 AM)

    best poem writer... and my favorite...

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  • Rebecca Lyle Rebecca Lyle (4/21/2017 6:05:00 PM)

    Always one of my favorites!

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  • Linrui Peng (1/31/2017 12:29:00 AM)

    👍

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Best Poem of Robert Louis Stevenson

Love, What Is Love

LOVE - what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
Life - what is life? Upon a moorland bare
To see love coming and see love depart.

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The Land Of Counterpane

When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;

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