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| 2011. | In The Green And Gallant Spring by Robert Louis Stevenson | | IN the green and gallant Spring,
Love and the lyre I thought to sing,
And kisses sweet to give and take
By the flowery hawthorn brake.
Now is ru... |
| 2012. | Keepsake Mill by Robert Louis Stevenson | | Over the borders, a sin without pardon,
Breaking the branches and crawling below,
Out through the breach in the wall of the garden,
Down by the ... |
| 2013. | Man Sails The Deep Awhile by Robert Louis Stevenson | | 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,
The unchained breake... |
| 2014. | Men Are Heaven's Piers by Robert Louis Stevenson | | MEN are Heaven's piers; they evermore
Unwearying bear the skyey floor;
Man's theatre they bear with ease,
Unfrowning cariatides!
I, for my wife, t... |
| 2015. | My Ship and I by Robert Louis Stevenson | | O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship,
Of a ship that goes a sailing on the pond;
And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all a... |
| 2016. | Ne Sit Ancillae Tibi Amor Pudor by Robert Louis Stevenson | | 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.
I hear, too, as you come ... |
| 2017. | Over The Land Is April by Robert Louis Stevenson | | OVER the land is April,
Over my heart a rose;
Over the high, brown mountain
The sound of singing goes.
Say, love, do you hear me,
Hear my sonnets... |
| 2018. | Picture-Books in Winter by Robert Louis Stevenson | | Summer fading, winter comes--
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
Water now is turne... |
| 2019. | Pirate Story by Robert Louis Stevenson | | Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing,
Three of us abroad in the basket on the lea.
Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring, ... |
| 2020. | Prayer by Robert Louis Stevenson | | I ASK good things that I detest,
With speeches fair;
Heed not, I pray Thee, Lord, my breast,
But hear my prayer.
I say ill things I would not sa... |
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