Poésies de Robert Louis Stevenson

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  • A Good Boy

    I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,
    I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.

  • A Good Play

    We built a ship upon the stairs
    All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
    And filled it full of soft pillows

  • A Thought

    It is very nice to think
    The world is full of meat and drink,
    With little children saying grace

  • A Valentine's Song

    MOTLEY I count the only wear
    That suits, in this mixed world, the truly wise,
    Who boldly smile upon despair

  • About The Sheltered Garden Ground

    ABOUT the sheltered garden ground
    The trees stand strangely still.
    The vale ne'er seemed so deep before,

  • Ad Magistrum Ludi

    NOW in the sky
    And on the hearth of
    Now in a drawer the direful cane,
    That sceptre of the . . . reign,

  • Ad Martialem

    GO(D) knows, my Martial, if we two could be
    To enjoy our days set wholly free;
    To the true life together bend our mind,

  • Ad Nepotem

    O NEPOS, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home
    We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome;

  • Ad Olum

    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

  • Ad Piscatorem

    FOR these are sacred fishes all
    Who know that lord that is the lord of all;
    Come to the brim and nose the friendly hand

  • Tous les poèmes de Robert Louis Stevenson débutant par la lettre A


  • Bed in Summer

    In winter I get up at night
    And dress by yellow candle-light.
    In summer quite the other way,
    I have to go to bed by day.

  • Before This Little Gift Was Come

    BEFORE this little gift was come
    The little owner had made haste for home;
    And from the door of where the eternal dwell,

  • Behold, As Goblins Dark Of Mien

    BEHOLD, as goblins dark of mien
    And portly tyrants dyed with crime
    Change, in the transformation scene,

  • Block City

    What are you able to build with your blocks?
    Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
    Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,



  • De Coenatione Micae

    LOOK round: You see a little supper room;
    But from my window, lo! great Caesar's tomb!

  • De Erotio Puella

    THIS girl was sweeter than the song of swans,
    And daintier than the lamb upon the lawns

  • De Hortis Julii Martialis

    MY Martial owns a garden, famed to please,
    Beyond the glades of the Hesperides;
    Along Janiculum lies the chosen block

  • De Ligurra

    YOU fear, Ligurra - above all, you long -
    That I should smite you with a stinging song.

  • De M. Antonio

    NOW Antoninus, in a smiling age,
    Counts of his life the fifteenth finished stage.
    The rounded days and the safe years he sees,

  • Death, To The Dead For Evermore

    DEATH, to the dead for evermore
    A King, a God, the last, the best of friends -
    Whene'er this mortal journey ends

  • Dedication

    MY first gift and my last, to you
    I dedicate this fascicle of songs -
    The only wealth I have:
    Just as they are, to you.

  • Dedicatory Poem For "Underwoods"

    TO her, for I must still regard her
    As feminine in her degree,
    Who has been my unkind bombarder

  • Duddingstone

    WITH caws and chirrupings, the woods
    In this thin sun rejoice.
    The Psalm seems but the little kirk




  • Go, Little Book - The Ancient Phrase

    GO, little book - the ancient phrase
    And still the daintiest - go your ways,
    My Otto, over sea and land,

  • God Gave To Me A Child In Part

    GOD gave to me a child in part,
    Yet wholly gave the father's heart:
    Child of my soul, O whither now,

  • Good and Bad Children

    Children, you are very little,
    And your bones are very brittle;
    If you would grow great and stately,

  • Good-Night

    Then the bright lamp is carried in,
    The sunless hours again begin;
    O'er all without, in field and lane,




  • Katherine

    We see you as we see a face
    That trembles in a forest place
    Upon the mirror of a pool
    Forever quiet, clear and cool;

  • Keepsake Mill

    Over the borders, a sin without pardon,
    Breaking the branches and crawling below,

  • Know You The River NEar To Grez

    KNOW you the river near to Grez,
    A river deep and clear?
    Among the lilies all the way,
    That ancient river runs to-day



  • Man Sails The Deep Awhile

    MAN sails the deep awhile;
    Loud runs the roaring tide;
    The seas are wild and wide;
    O'er many a salt, o'er many a desert mile,

  • Marching Song

    Bring the comb and play upon it!
    Marching, here we come!
    Willie cocks his highland bonnet,
    Johnnie beats the drum.

  • Men Are Heaven's Piers

    MEN are Heaven's piers; they evermore
    Unwearying bear the skyey floor;
    Man's theatre they bear with ease,

  • Mine Eyes Were Swift To Know Thee

    MINE eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart
    As swift to love.I did become at once
    Thine wholly, thine unalterably, thine

  • Music At The Villa Marina

    FOR some abiding central source of power,
    Strong-smitten steady chords, ye seem to flow
    And, flowing, carry virtue.Far below,

  • My Bed is a Boat

    My bed is like a little boat;
    Nurse helps me in when I embark;
    She girds me in my sailor's coat
    And starts me in the dark.

  • My Heart, When First The Black-Bird Sings

    MY heart, when first the blackbird sings,
    My heart drinks in the song:
    Cool pleasure fills my bosom through

  • My Kingdom

    Down by a shining water well
    I found a very little dell,
    No higher than my head.
    The heather and the gorse about

  • My Love Was Warm

    MY love was warm; for that I crossed
    The mountains and the sea,
    Nor counted that endeavour lost
    That gave my love to me.

  • My Shadow

    From Child's Garden of Verses
    I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,

  • Tous les poèmes de Robert Louis Stevenson débutant par la lettre M


  • Ne Sit Ancillae Tibi Amor Pudor

    THERE'S just a twinkle in your eye
    That seems to say I MIGHT, if I
    Were only bold enough to try
    An arm about your waist.

  • Nest Eggs

    Birds all the summer day
    Flutter and quarrel
    Here in the arbour-like
    Tent of the laurel.
    Here in the fork

  • Night and Day

    When the golden day is done,
    Through the closing portal,
    Child and garden, Flower and sun,
    Vanish all things mortal.

  • Now Bare To The Beholder's Eye

    NOW bare to the beholder's eye
    Your late denuded bindings lie,
    Subsiding slowly where they fell,
    A disinvested citadel;

  • Now When The Number Of My Years

    NOW when the number of my years
    Is all fulfilled, and I
    From sedentary life
    Shall rouse me up to die,


  • O Dull Cold Northern Sky

    O DULL cold northern sky,
    O brawling sabbath bells,
    O feebly twittering Autumn bird that tells
    The year is like to die!

  • On Now, Although The Year Be Done

    ON now, although the year be done,
    Now, although the love be dead,
    Dead and gone;
    Hear me, O loved and cherished one,

  • Over The Land Is April

    OVER the land is April,
    Over my heart a rose;
    Over the high, brown mountain
    The sound of singing goes.


  • Picture-Books in Winter

    Summer fading, winter comes--
    Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,
    Window robins, winter rooks,
    And the picture story-books.

  • Pirate Story

    Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing,
    Three of us abroad in the basket on the lea.

  • Prayer

    I ASK good things that I detest,
    With speeches fair;
    Heed not, I pray Thee, Lord, my breast,
    But hear my prayer.

  • Prelude

    BY sunny market-place and street
    Wherever I go my drum I beat,
    And wherever I go in my coat of red


  • Rain

    The rain is raining all around,
    It falls on field and tree,
    It rains on the umbrellas here,
    And on the ships at sea.

  • Requiem

    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.

  • Romance

    I WILL make you brooches and toys for your delight
    Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.




  • Variant Form Of The Preceding Poem

    COME to me, all ye that labour; I will give your spirits rest;
    Here apart in starry quiet I will give you rest.

  • Voluntary

    HERE in the quiet eve
    My thankful eyes receive
    The quiet light.
    I see the trees stand fair
    Against the faded air,


  • What Man May Learn, What Man May Do

    WHAT man may learn, what man may do,
    Of right or wrong of false or true,
    While, skipper-like, his course he steers

  • When The Sun Come After Rain

    WHEN the sun comes after rain
    And the bird is in the blue,
    The girls go down the lane
    Two by two.

  • Where Go the Boats?

    Dark brown is the river,
    Golden is the sand.
    It flows along for ever,
    With trees on either hand.
    Green leaves a-floating,

  • Whole Duty of Children

    A child should always say what's true
    And speak when he is spoken to,
    And behave mannerly at table;

  • Windy Nights

    Whenever the moon and stars are set,
    Whenever the wind is high,
    All night long in the dark and wet,
    A man goes riding by.

  • Winter-Time

    Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
    A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
    Blinks but an hour or two; and then,


  • You Looked So Tempting In The Pew

    YOU looked so tempting in the pew,
    You looked so sly and calm -
    My trembling fingers played with yours

  • Young Night-Thought

    All night long and every night,
    When my mama puts out the light,
    I see the people marching by,
    As plain as day before my eye.