New Poems by Robert Louis Stevenson
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page 87 of 136 (63%)
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Long, long the shadows fall.
All white and smooth at home your little bed is laid. All round your head be angels. EARLY IN THE MORNING I HEAR ON YOUR PIANO EARLY in the morning I hear on your piano You (at least, I guess it's you) proceed to learn to play. Mostly little minds should take and tackle their piano While the birds are singing in the morning of the day. FAIR ISLE AT SEA FAIR Isle at Sea - thy lovely name Soft in my ear like music came. That sea I loved, and once or twice I touched at isles of Paradise. LOUD AND LOW IN THE CHIMNEY LOUD and low in the chimney The squalls suspire; Then like an answer dwindles And glows the fire, |
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