Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Robert Louis Stevenson Poems

41. For Richmond's Garden Wall 12/31/2002
42. I Do Not Fear To Own Me Kin 12/31/2002
43. I Am Like One That For Long Days Had Sate 12/31/2002
44. Since Years Ago For Evermore 12/31/2002
45. Hail! Childish Slave Of Social Rules 12/31/2002
46. Variant Form Of The Preceding Poem 12/31/2002
47. In The States 1/3/2003
48. The Clock's Clear Voice Into The Clearer Air 12/31/2002
49. Go, Little Book - The Ancient Phrase 12/31/2002
50. Know You The River Near To Grez 12/31/2002
51. The Bour-Tree Den 12/31/2002
52. Loud And Low In The Chimney 12/31/2002
53. Spring Carol 12/31/2002
54. To Ottilie 12/31/2002
55. Thou Strainest Through The Mountain Fern 12/31/2002
56. Fixed Is The Doom 12/31/2002
57. A Child's Garden Of Verses 1/7/2015
58. To Minnie 1/3/2003
59. Fragments 12/31/2002
60. In Lupum 12/31/2002
61. The Celestial Surgeon 3/30/2010
62. I Now, O Friend, Whom Noiselessly The Snows 12/31/2002
63. Fair Isle At Sea 12/31/2002
64. Ne Sit Ancillae Tibi Amor Pudor 12/31/2002
65. The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod 12/31/2002
66. De M. Antonio 12/31/2002
67. Mine Eyes Were Swift To Know Thee 12/31/2002
68. To Sydney 12/31/2002
69. Soon Our Friends Perish 12/31/2002
70. To Mrs. Macmarland 12/31/2002
71. Home, My Little Children, Hear Are Songs For You 12/31/2002
72. Late, O Miller 12/31/2002
73. Epitaphium Erotii 12/31/2002
74. Come, Here Is Adieu To The City 12/31/2002
75. My Heart, When First The Black-Bird Sings 3/30/2010
76. The Old Chimaeras. Old Recipts 12/31/2002
77. To The Commissioners Of Northern Lights 12/31/2002
78. To Auntie 1/3/2003
79. It's Forth Across The Roaring Foam 12/31/2002
80. De Hortis Julii Martialis 12/31/2002

Comments about Robert Louis Stevenson

  • Bernard Onoja (8/14/2011 11:32:00 PM)

    Robert is a poet per excellence.His style is simply but strikes the audience with precision. I would be honored if he can appraise my poems, i would be encouraged by his criticism

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  • James Marcum (5/3/2011 11:57:00 AM)

    When I was a very young boy in school I was given a book of poetry written by Robert Louis Stevenson...one of his poems has stuck with me all these years, 'The Land of Counterpane.' When I was ill and bed fast I would play with my toys among the bed-clothes. I guess most every young person has experienced this....

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.

Read the full of Love, What Is Love

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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