Happy Thought
The world is so full of a number of things,
I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Rain
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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I Know Not How, But As I Count
I KNOW not how, but as I count
The beads of former years,
Old laughter catches in my throat
With the very feel of tears.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Away With Funeral Music
AWAY with funeral music - set
The pipe to powerful lips -
The cup of life's for him that drinks
And not for him that sips.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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At Last She Comes
AT last she comes, O never more
In this dear patience of my pain
To leave me lonely as before,
Or leave my soul alone again.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Looking Forward
When I am grown to man's estate
I shall be very proud and great,
And tell the other girls and boys
Not to meddle with my toys.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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A Thought
It is very nice to think
The world is full of meat and drink,
With little children saying grace
In every Christian kind of place.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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I Love To Be Warm By The Red Fireside
I LOVE to be warm by the red fireside,
I love to be wet with rain:
I love to be welcome at lamplit doors,
And leave the doors again.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Whole Duty of Children
A child should always say what's true
And speak when he is spoken to,
And behave mannerly at table;
At least as far as he is able.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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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.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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