Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Robert Louis Stevenson Poems

81. I Who All The Winter Through 12/31/2002
82. I Will Make You Brooches 3/30/2010
83. I, Whom Apollo Somtime Visited 12/31/2002
84. If This Were Faith 1/3/2003
85. In Charidemum 12/31/2002
86. In Lupum 12/31/2002
87. In Maximum 12/31/2002
88. In Port 1/3/2003
89. In The Green And Gallant Spring 12/31/2002
90. In The Highlands 1/4/2003
91. In The States 1/3/2003
92. It Blows A Snowing Gale 12/31/2002
93. It's Forth Across The Roaring Foam 12/31/2002
94. Katherine 1/3/2003
95. Keepsake Mill 1/3/2003
96. Know You The River Near To Grez 12/31/2002
97. Late, O Miller 12/31/2002
98. Let Love Go, If Go She Will 12/31/2002
99. Light As The Linnet On My Way I Start 12/31/2002
100. Lo! In Thine Honest Eyes I Read 12/31/2002
101. Lo, Now, My Guest 12/31/2002
102. Long Time I Lay In Little Ease 12/31/2002
103. Looking Forward 1/3/2003
104. Looking-Glass River 1/3/2003
105. Loud And Low In The Chimney 12/31/2002
106. Love, What Is Love 12/31/2002
107. Love's Vicissitudes 12/31/2002
108. Man Sails The Deep Awhile 12/31/2002
109. Marching Song 1/3/2003
110. Men Are Heaven's Piers 12/31/2002
111. Mine Eyes Were Swift To Know Thee 12/31/2002
112. Music At The Villa Marina 12/31/2002
113. My Bed Is A Boat 1/3/2003
114. My Body, Which My Dungeon Is 5/22/2015
115. My Heart, When First The Black-Bird Sings 3/30/2010
116. My Heart, When First The Black-Bird Sings 12/31/2002
117. My House, I Say 1/9/2015
118. My Kingdom 1/3/2003
119. My Love Was Warm 12/31/2002
120. My Shadow 12/31/2002

Comments about Robert Louis Stevenson

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (1/18/2016 11:19:00 AM)

    (from Wiki)

    Stevenson had always wanted his 'Requiem' inscribed on his tomb:

    '' Under the wide and starry sky,
    Dig the grave and let me lie.
    Glad did I live and gladly die,
    And I laid me down with a will.
    This be the verse you grave for me:
    Here he lies where he longed to be;
    Home is the sailor, home from sea,
    And the hunter home from the hill. ''

    However, the piece is MISQUOTED in many places, including his tomb:

    Home is the sailor, home from THE sea,
    And the hunter home from the hill.

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  • N Poojitha N Poojitha (9/13/2015 9:03:00 AM)

    awesome person awesome poems

  • Konigan Barrutman Konigan Barrutman (10/3/2014 1:30:00 PM)

    It is right to see such a gentle man look harsh, because he has trodden down and known so much of a harsh world in order to command that visage in life. A goodly poet

  • Lil Dietz (1/28/2014 8:47:00 PM)

    When I was 8, my grandparents gave me for Christmas, A Child's Garden of Verses, my first poetry book. I adored it and still have it on my bookshelf. I remember that when I read it, it seemed dreamlike and peaceful... I had a happy feeling. How odd, I think, looking back on it, that a child so young would like poetry? Later on in childhood I read Shel Silverstein's popular poetry books but they were much more, hit-you-over-the-head with silliness, while this book was more intelligent and wry. For example, The Whole Duty of Children, : A child should always say what's true, And speak when he is spoken to, And behave mannerly at the table, At least as far as he is able, which is accompanied by a drawing of a child asleep sitting before his half-eaten meal with his head on the table.

  • Iris Shih (4/15/2012 3:42:00 AM)

    There are a lot of my poems including the elements of rhymes, bits... what's more, fairy tale elements of a child's heart. Welcome.

  • Iris Shih (4/15/2012 3:40:00 AM)

    Comment about your poem Love

    Despair - What is despair?
    After lots of ups and downs – first you deny, then you realize, finally... you have to believe
    What wins? is … the one who departs first
    Who loses? is … the one who loves more and insists not to go
    What if …?
    Everything is just a game and tact?

  • 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

  • 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 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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