Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Robert Louis Stevenson Poems

1. To Mrs. Will. H. Low. 3/26/2015
2. My Body, Which My Dungeon Is 5/22/2015
3. The Feast Of Famine 7/1/2015
4. Fifteen Men On The Dead Man's Chest 12/11/2015
5. The Mirror Speaks 4/7/2015
6. The Light Keeper 10/21/2015
7. Underwoods: Epigram 1/29/2015
8. The Sick Child 4/24/2015
9. There Was An Old Man Of The Cape 2/4/2015
10. Consolation 3/6/2015
11. My House, I Say 1/9/2015
12. Wedding Prayer 2/3/2015
13. A Child's Garden Of Verses 1/7/2015
14. To Mesdames Zassetsky And Garschine 12/31/2002
15. To Miss Cornish 12/31/2002
16. The Spaewife 3/30/2010
17. To Rosabelle 12/31/2002
18. To Madame Garschine 12/31/2002
19. Sonnet Viii 12/31/2002
20. The Old Chimaeras. Old Recipts 12/31/2002
21. Sonet Vi 12/31/2002
22. In The States 1/3/2003
23. To Marcus 12/31/2002
24. The Clock's Clear Voice Into The Clearer Air 12/31/2002
25. In Maximum 12/31/2002
26. Frag2 12/31/2002
27. I, Whom Apollo Somtime Visited 12/31/2002
28. Light As The Linnet On My Way I Start 12/31/2002
29. To Will H. Low 3/30/2010
30. To Charles Baxter 12/31/2002
31. Tempest Tossed And Sore Afflicted 12/31/2002
32. In Charidemum 12/31/2002
33. Hail, Guest, And Enter Freely! 12/31/2002
34. The Relic Taken, What Avails The Shrine? 12/31/2002
35. Sonnet Vii 12/31/2002
36. Henry James 1/3/2003
37. Youth And Love 3/30/2010
38. Sonnet Ii 12/31/2002
39. To Alison Cunningham, From Her Boy 3/30/2010
40. Lo, Now, My Guest 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Robert Louis Stevenson

The Swing

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!

Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--

Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!

Read the full of The Swing

To Auntie

"Chief of our aunts"--not only I,
But all your dozen of nurselings cry--
"What did the other children do?
And what were childhood, wanting you?"

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