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. The Old Chimaeras. Old Recipts 12/31/2002
45. Since Years Ago For Evermore 12/31/2002
46. Hail! Childish Slave Of Social Rules 12/31/2002
47. Variant Form Of The Preceding Poem 12/31/2002
48. In The States 1/3/2003
49. The Clock's Clear Voice Into The Clearer Air 12/31/2002
50. Sonnet Ii 12/31/2002
51. On Now, Although The Year Be Done 12/31/2002
52. Know You The River Near To Grez 12/31/2002
53. The Bour-Tree Den 12/31/2002
54. Loud And Low In The Chimney 12/31/2002
55. Spring Carol 12/31/2002
56. Thou Strainest Through The Mountain Fern 12/31/2002
57. Fixed Is The Doom 12/31/2002
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. A Child's Garden Of Verses 1/7/2015
64. Fair Isle At Sea 12/31/2002
65. Ne Sit Ancillae Tibi Amor Pudor 12/31/2002
66. The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod 12/31/2002
67. De M. Antonio 12/31/2002
68. Mine Eyes Were Swift To Know Thee 12/31/2002
69. To Sydney 12/31/2002
70. Go, Little Book - The Ancient Phrase 12/31/2002
71. Soon Our Friends Perish 12/31/2002
72. To Mrs. Macmarland 12/31/2002
73. Home, My Little Children, Hear Are Songs For You 12/31/2002
74. Late, O Miller 12/31/2002
75. Epitaphium Erotii 12/31/2002
76. Come, Here Is Adieu To The City 12/31/2002
77. To Ottilie 12/31/2002
78. To The Commissioners Of Northern Lights 12/31/2002
79. It's Forth Across The Roaring Foam 12/31/2002
80. Marching Song 1/3/2003
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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Sonnet I

NOR judge me light, tho' light at times I seem,
And lightly in the stress of fortune bear
The innumerable flaws of changeful care -
Nor judge me light for this, nor rashly deem
(Office forbid to mortals, kept supreme
And separate the prerogative of God!)
That seaman idle who is borne abroad
To the far haven by the favouring stream.
Not he alone that to contrarious seas

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