written by Robert Louis StevensonSINCE thou hast given me this good hope, O God,
That while my footsteps tread the flowery sod
And the great woods embower me, and white dawn
And purple even sweetly lead me on
From day to day, and night to night, O God,
My life shall no wise miss the light of love;
But ever climbing, climb above
Man's one poor star, man's supine lands,
Into the azure steadfastness of death,
My life shall no wise lack the light of love,
My hands not lack the loving touch of hands;
But day by day, while yet I draw my breath,
And day by day, unto my last of years,
I shall be one that has a perfect friend.
Her heart shall taste my laughter and my tears,
And her kind eyes shall lead me to the end.
Robert Louis Stevenson
written by Robert Louis Stevenson, published on Sun 01.10.2010 at 09:03
The lamps now glitter down the street;
Faintly sound the falling feet;
And the blue even slowly falls
written by Robert Louis Stevenson, published on Thu 12.31.2009 at 19:40
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
written by Robert Louis Stevenson, published on Thu 12.24.2009 at 02:03
I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,
I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.
written by Robert Louis Stevenson, published on Mon 12.07.2009 at 01:01
When I am grown to man's estate
I shall be very proud and great,
And tell the other girls and boys
Not to meddle with my toys.
written by Robert Louis Stevenson, published on Sat 11.21.2009 at 23:12
CALL me not rebel, though { here at every word
{in what I sing
If I no longer hail thee{ King and Lord
{ Lord and King
written by Robert Louis Stevenson, published on Mon 11.09.2009 at 18:57
What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
