Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Robert Louis Stevenson Poems

121. It Blows A Snowing Gale 12/31/2002
122. My Wife 3/30/2010
123. So Live, So Love, So Use That Fragile Hour 12/31/2002
124. Historical Associations 1/3/2003
125. Long Time I Lay In Little Ease 12/31/2002
126. In The Green And Gallant Spring 12/31/2002
127. The Little Land 1/3/2003
128. Come From The Daisied Meadows 12/31/2002
129. Night And Day 1/3/2003
130. Now When The Number Of My Years 12/31/2002
131. Katherine 1/3/2003
132. The Wind Blew Shrill And Smart 12/31/2002
133. Spring Song 12/31/2002
134. To Friends At Home 12/31/2002
135. The Gardener 1/3/2003
136. Strange Are The Ways Of Men 12/31/2002
137. I Who All The Winter Through 12/31/2002
138. System 1/3/2003
139. Come, My Beloved, Hear From Me 12/31/2002
140. Heather Ale: A Galloway Legend 3/30/2010
141. Farewell To The Farm 1/3/2003
142. Small Is The Trust When Love Is Green 12/31/2002
143. Behold, As Goblins Dark Of Mien 12/31/2002
144. Foreign Children 1/3/2003
145. The Wind Is Without There And Howls In The Trees 12/31/2002
146. Prayer 12/31/2002
147. Dedication 12/31/2002
148. Had I The Power That Have The Will 12/31/2002
149. The Dumb Soldier 1/3/2003
150. Young Night-Thought 1/3/2003
151. St. Martin's Summer 12/31/2002
152. To What Shall I Compare Her? 12/31/2002
153. My Kingdom 1/3/2003
154. Looking-Glass River 1/3/2003
155. Looking Forward 1/3/2003
156. Keepsake Mill 1/3/2003
157. Ad Quintilianum 12/31/2002
158. The Summer Sun Shone Round Me 12/31/2002
159. Farewell 12/31/2002
160. Over The Land Is April 12/31/2002
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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