The Novels and Tales of Robert Louis Stevenson: A child's garden of verses. Underwoods. Ballads (Google eBook)

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Scribner's, 1895
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Contents

TIME TO RISE
36
LOOKINGGLASS RIVER
37
FAIRY BREAD
39
XXXVI1 FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE
40
WINTERTIME
41
THE HAYLOFT
42
FAREWELL TO THE FARM
43
NORTHWEST PASSAGE
44
SHADOW MARCH
45
THE CHILD ALONE
47
THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE
49
MY SHIP AND I
50
MY KINGDOM
51
PICTUREBOOKS IN WINTER
53
MY TREASURES
54
BLOCK CITY
55
THE LAND OF STORYBOOKS
57
ARMIES IN THE FIRE
59
THE LITTLE LAND
60
GARDEN DAYS
63
NIGHT AND DAY
65
NEST EGGS
67
THE FLOWERS
69
SUMMER SUN
70
THE DUMB SOLDIER
71
AUTUMN FIRES
73
THE GARDENER
74
HISTORICAL ASSOCIATIONS
75
ENVOYS
77
To WILLIE AND HENRIETTA
79
To MY MOTHER
80
To AUNTIE
81
To MINNIE
82
To MY NAMECHILD
85
To ANY READER
87
UNDERWOODS
89
PAGE
92
BOOK IIN ENGLISH
95
Go LITTLE BOOK
97
THE GAUGER WALKED
98
ON THE GREAT STREAMS
100
IT is THE SEASON
102
A NAKED HOUSE A NAKED MOOR
104
FAR FROM THE LOUD SEA BEACHES
106
FRIEND IN MY MOUNTAINSIDE DEMESNE
107
A PICTURE FRAME FOR YOU TO FILL
109
A LOVER OP THE MOORLAND BARE no X TO N V DE G S THE UNFATHOMABLE SEA
111
YOUTH NOW FLEES
112
EVEN m THE BLUEST NOONDAY OF JULY
114
I SIT AND WAIT
115
DEAR ANDREW
117
IN ANCIENT TALES O FRIEND
119
THE YEAR RUNS THROUGH HER PHASES
122
WHO COMES TONIGHT?
124
WHERE THE BELLS
125
WE SEE YOU AS WE SEE A FACE
127
I READ DEAR FRIEND
128
UNDER THE WIDE AND STARRY SKY
129
IF I HAVE FALTERED
130
OUT OF THE Sun
131
NOT YET MY SOUL
134
IT is NOT YOURS O MOTHER TO COMPLAIN
136
O MOTHER LAY YOUR HAND ON MY BROW
138
YET O STRICKEN HEART
139
PEACE AND HER HUGE INVASION
140
WITH HALF A HEART
142
I AM A KIND OF FARTHING DIP
143
SING CLEARLIER MUSE
144
TABLE OF COMMON SCOTTISH VOWEL SOUNDS
154
FAR YONT AMANO THE YEARS TO BE
155
FRAE NIRLY NIPPIN EASLAN BREEZE
157
HI WHEN AINCE APRILE HAS FAIRLY COMB
160
A MILE AN A B1TTOCK
161
THE CLINKUMCLANK o SABBATH BELLS
163
O I WAD LIKE TO KEN
169
ITS RAININ WEETS THE GAIRDEH SOD
171
MY BONNY MAN THE WARLD ITS TRUE
173
ITS STRANGE THAT COD SHOULD FASH TO FRAME
176
DEAR THAMSON CLASS WHAUREER I GANG
178
THE LORD HIMSEL IN FORMER DAYS
181
IN MONY A FOREIGN PAIRT IVE BEEN
184
LATE IN THE NIGHT
188
OF A THE ILLS THAT FLESH CAN FEAR
191
BY LYNE AND TYNE BY THAMES AND TEES
193
ITS AN OWERCOME SoOTH FOR AGE AN YOUTH
196
BOOK III
197
GIVE TO ME THE LIFE I LOVE
199
I ONCE ONLY BY THE GARDEN GATE
201
II To THE HEART OF YOUTH
202
I IN DREAMS UNHAPPY
203
II SHE RESTED BY THE BROKEN BROOK
204
THE INFINITE SHINING HEAVENS
205
PLAIN AS THE GLISTERING PLANETS
206
To You LET SNOW AND ROSES
208
LET BEAUTY AWAKE
209
KNOW NOT How IT is WITH You
210
WILL MAKE You BROOCHES AND TOYS
211
AND REEDY ISLAND
212
THE COCK SHALL CROW 714
215
BRIGHT is THE RING OF WORDS
216
IN THE HIGHLANDS IN THE COUNTRY PLACES
217
HOME NO MORE HOME
218
IN THE BELOVED HOUR
220
I KNEW THEE STRONG
221
THE MORNING DRUMCALL
223
HAVE TROD
224
HE HEARS WITH GLADDENED HEART
225
FAREWELL FAIR DAY
226
GOD IF THIS WERE ENOUGH
227
TRUSTY DUSKY VIVID TRUE
229
IN RIGOROUS HOURS
230
THE STORMY EVENING CLOSES
231
SINCE LONG AGO
232
THE SILVER SHIP MY KING
234
FORTH FROM HER LAND
235
To SEE THE INFINITE PITY
236
I KNEW A SILVER HEAD
237
LONG MUST ELAPSE ERE You
238
RESIGN THE RHAPSODY
240
Do YOU REMEMBER
241
THE TROPICS VANISH
243
I HEARD THE PULSE
245
LET us WHO PART
247
IN ALL THE GROVE
252
As THE SINGLE PANG OP THE BLOW
257
LET now YOUR SOUL
259
XL1I WE UNCOMMISERATE PASS
260
ONCE MORE I SAW HIM
261
SING ME A SONG
262
BLOWS THE WIND TODAY
264
THE EMBERS OF THE DAY
265
TO OKI A OKI
270
A LEGEND OF THE WEST HIGHLANDS
335
NOTE TO HEATHER ALE
353
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Page i - 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. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day...
Page 129 - 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. This be the verse you grave for me : Here he lies where he longed to be ; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Page 25 - The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Page 200 - Let the blow fall soon or late, Let what will be o'er me; Give the face of earth around And the road before me. Wealth I seek not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I seek the heaven above And the road below me.
Page 35 - 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, Rivers 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 ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: "Ain't you 'shamed,...
Page 199 - GIVE to me the life I love, Let the lave go by me, Give the jolly heaven above And the byway nigh me. Bed in the bush with stars to see, Bread I dip in the river There's the life for a man like me, There's the life for ever.
Page 26 - I SAW you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass O wind, a-blowing all day long O wind, that sings so loud a song!
Page 216 - BRIGHT is the ring of words When the right man rings them, Fair the fall of songs When the singer sings them. Still they are carolled and said On wings they are carried After the singer is dead And the maker buried.
Page 61 - I can in the sorrel sit Where the ladybird alit. I can climb the jointed grass; And on high See the greater swallows pass In the sky, And the round sun rolling by Heeding no such things as I.
Page 262 - SING me a song of a lad that is gone Say, could that lad be I? Merry of soul he sailed on a day Over the sea to Skye.

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