Selected Poems by Robert Louis Stevenson

By St. Francis of Assisi, Authored by Z. El Bey

Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson (13 November 1850 – 3 December 1894) was a Scottish novelist, poet, essayist and travel writer. His best-known books include Treasure Island, Kidnapped, and Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde.

A literary celebrity during his lifetime, Stevenson now ranks among the 30 most translated authors in the world, just below Charles Dickens. He has been greatly admired by many authors, including Jorge Luis Borges, Ernest Hemingway, Rudyard Kipling, Marcel Schwob, Vladimir Nabokov, J. M. Barrie, and G. K. Chesterton, who said of him that he "seemed to pick the right word up on the point of his pen, like a man playing spillikins."

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Dec 17, 2013
• ISBN: 9781463512958

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Selected Poems

by

Robert Louis Stevenson

With Biography.

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Contents of Poems:

Ad Nepotem

Ad Olum

Ad Piscatorem

Ad Quintilianum

Ad Se Ipsum

After Reading Antony And Cleopatra

Air Of Diabelli's

An English Breeze

Apologetic Postscript Of A Year Later

As In Their Flight The Birds Of Song

As One Who Having Wandered All Night Long

At Last She Comes

Autumn Fires

Away With Funeral Music

Before This Little Gift Was Come

Behold, As Goblins Dark Of Mien

Christmas At Sea

Come From The Daisied Meadows

Come, Here Is Adieu To The City

Come, My Beloved, Hear From Me

De Coenatione Micae

De Erotio Puella

De Hortis Julii Martialis

De Ligurra

De M. Antonio

I Know Not How, But As I Count

I Love To Be Warm By The Red Fireside

I Now, O Friend, Whom Noiselessly The Snows

I Who All The Winter Through

I, Whom Apollo Somtime Visited

In Charidemum

In Lupum

In Maximum

In The Green And Gallant Spring

In The Highlands

It Blows A Snowing Gale

It's Forth Across The Roaring Foam

Know You The River Near To Grez

Late, O Miller

Let Love Go, If Go She Will

Light As The Linnet On My Way I Start

Lo! In Thine Honest Eyes I Read

Lo, Now, My Guest

Long Time I Lay In Little Ease

Loud And Low In The Chimney

Love, What Is Love

Love's Vicissitudes

Man Sails The Deep Awhile

Men Are Heaven's Piers

Mine Eyes Were Swift To Know Thee

Sonnet Viii

Soon Our Friends Perish

Spring Carol

Spring Song

St. Martin's Summer

Still I Love To Rhyme

Stout Marches Lead To Certain Ends

Strange Are The Ways Of Men

Swallows Travel To And Fro

Tales Of Arabia

Tempest Tossed And Sore Afflicted

The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod

The Bour-tree Den

The Clock's Clear Voice Into The Clearer Air

The Far-farers

The Land Of Story-books

The Old Chimaeras. Old Recipts

The Piper

The Relic Taken, What Avails The Shrine?

The Summer Sun Shone Round Me

The Unseen Playmate

The Vanquished Knight

The Wind

The Wind Blew Shrill And Smart

The Wind Is Without There And Howls In The Trees

This Gloomy Northern Day

Robert Louis Stevenson: A short Biography

Ad Nepotem

Robert Louis Stevenson

O NEPOS, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home

We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome;

And in the country, still conjoined by fate,

Behold our villas standing gate by gate),

Thou hast a daughter, dearer far than life -

Thy image and the image of thy wife.

Thy image and thy wife's, and be it so!

But why for her, { neglect the flowing } can

{ O Nepos, leave the }

And lose the prime of thy Falernian?

Hoard casks of money, if to hoard be thine;

But let thy daughter drink a younger wine!

Let her go rich and wise, in silk and fur;

Lay down a { bin that shall } grow old with her;

{ vintage to }

But thou, meantime, the while the batch is sound,

With pleased companions pass the bowl around;

Nor let the childless only taste delights,

For Fathers also may enjoy their nights.

Ad Olum

Robert Louis Stevenson

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

I have redeemed myself with all I had,

And now possess my fortunes poor but glad.

With all I had I have redeemed myself,

And escaped at once from slavery and pelf.

The unruly wishes must a ruler take,

Our high desires do