New Poems

婈New Poems - Robert Louis Stevenson - 1918 edition
New Poems
CONTENTS
PRAYER?LO! IN THINE HONEST EYES I READ?THOUGH DEEP INDIFFERENCE SHOULD DROWSE?MY HEART, WHEN FIRST THE BLACKBIRD SINGS?I DREAMED OF FOREST ALLEYS FAIR?ST. MARTIN'S SUMMER?DEDICATION?THE OLD CHIMAERAS, OLD RECEIPTS?PRELUDE?THE VANQUISHED KNIGHT?TO THE COMMISSIONERS OF NORTHERN LIGHTS?THE RELIC TAKEN, WHAT AVAILS THE SHRINE??ABOUT THE SHELTERED GARDEN GROUND?AFTER READING "ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA"?I KNOW NOT HOW, BUT AS I COUNT?SPRING SONG?THE SUMMER SUN SHONE ROUND ME?YOU LOOKED SO TEMPTING IN THE PEW?LOVE'S VICISSITUDES?DUDDINGSTONE?STOUT MARCHES LEAD TO CERTAIN ENDS?AWAY WITH FUNERAL MUSIC?TO SYDNEY?HAD I THE POWER THAT HAVE THE WILL?O DULL COLD NORTHERN SKY?APOLOGETIC POSTSCRIPT OF A YEAR LATER?TO MARCUS?TO OTTILIE?THIS GLOOMY NORTHERN DAY?THE WIND IS WITHOUT THERE AND HOWLS IN THE TREES?A VALENTINE'S SONG?HAIL! CHILDISH SLAVES OF SOCIAL RULES?SWALLOWS TRAVEL TO AND FRO?TO MESDAMES ZASSETSKY AND GARSCHINE?TO MADAME GARSCHINE?MUSIC AT THE VILLA MARINA?FEAR NOT, DEAR FRIEND, BUT FREELY LIVE YOUR DAYS?LET LOVE GO, IF GO SHE WILL?I DO NOT FEAR TO OWN ME KIN?I AM LIKE ONE THAT FOR LONG DAYS HAD SATE?VOLUNTARY?ON NOW, ALTHOUGH THE YEAR BE DONE?IN THE GREEN AND GALLANT SPRING?DEATH, TO THE DEAD FOR EVERMORE?TO CHARLES BAXTER?I WHO ALL THE WINTER THROUGH?LOVE, WHAT IS LOVE??SOON OUR FRIENDS PERISH?AS ONE WHO HAVING WANDERED ALL NIGHT LONG?STRANGE ARE THE WAYS OF MEN?THE WIND BLEW SHRILL AND SMART?MAN SAILS THE DEEP AWHILE?THE COCK'S CLEAR VOICE INTO THE CLEARER AIR?NOW WHEN THE NUMBER OF MY YEARS?WHAT MAN MAY LEARN, WHAT MAN MAY DO?SMALL IS THE TRUST WHEN LOVE IS GREEN?KNOW YOU THE RIVER NEAR TO GREZ?IT'S FORTH ACROSS THE ROARING FOAM?AN ENGLISH BREEZE?AS IN THEIR FLIGHT THE BIRDS OF SONG?THE PIPER?TO MRS. MACMARLAND?TO MISS CORNISH?TALES OF ARABIA?BEHOLD, AS GOBLINS DARK OF MIEN?STILL I LOVE TO RHYME?LONG TIME I LAY IN LITTLE EASE?FLOWER GOD, GOD OF THE SPRING?COME, MY BELOVED, HEAR FROM ME?SINCE YEARS AGO FOR EVERMORE?ENVOY FOR "A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES"?FOR RICHMOND'S GARDEN WALL?HAIL, GUEST, AND ENTER FREELY!?LO, NOW, MY GUEST?SO LIVE, SO LOVE, SO USE THAT FRAGILE HOUR?AD SE IPSUM?BEFORE THIS LITTLE GIFT WAS COME?GO, LITTLE BOOK - THE ANCIENT PHRASE?MY LOVE WAS WARM?DEDICATORY POEM FOR "UNDERWOODS"?FAREWELL?THE FAR-FARERS?COME, MY LITTLE CHILDREN, HERE ARE SONGS FOR YOU?HOME FROM THE DAISIED MEADOWS?EARLY IN THE MORNING I HEAR ON YOUR PIANO?FAIR ISLE AT SEA?LOUD AND LOW IN THE CHIMNEY?I LOVE TO BE WARM BY THE RED FIRESIDE?AT LAST SHE COMES?MINE EYES WERE SWIFT TO KNOW THEE?FIXED IS THE DOOM?MEN ARE HEAVEN'S PIERS?THE ANGLER ROSE, HE TOOK HIS ROD?SPRING CAROL?TO WHAT SHALL I COMPARE HER?WHEN THE SUN COMES AFTER RAIN?LATE, O MILLER?TO FRIENDS AT HOME?I, WHOM APOLLO SOMETIME VISITED?TEMPEST TOSSED AND SORE AFFLICTED?VARIANT FORM OF THE PRECEDING POEM?I NOW, O FRIEND, WHOM NOISELESSLY THE SNOWS?SINCE THOU HAST GIVEN ME THIS GOOD HOPE, O GOD?GOD GAVE TO ME A CHILD IN PART?OVER THE LAND IS APRIL?LIGHT AS THE LINNET ON MY WAY I START?COMIC, HERE IS ADIEU TO THE CITY?IT BLOWS A SNOWING GALE?NE SIT ANCILLAE TIBI AMOR PUDOR?TO ALL THAT LOVE THE FAR AND BLUE?THOU STRAINEST THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN FERN?TO ROSABELLE?NOW BARE TO THE BEHOLDER'S EYE?THE BOUR-TREE DEN?SONNETS?FRAGMENTS?AIR OF DIABELLI'S?EPITAPHIUM EROTII?DE M. ANTONIO?AD MAGISTRUM LUDI?AD NEPOTEM?IN CHARIDEMUM?DE LIGURRA?IN LUPUM?AD QUINTILIANUM?DE HORTIS JULII MARTIALIS?AD MARTIALEM?IN MAXIMUM?AD OLUM?DE COENATIONE MICAE?DE EROTIO PUELLA?AD PISCATOREM
New Poems
PRAYER
I ASK good things that I detest,?With speeches fair;?Heed not, I pray Thee, Lord, my breast,?But hear my prayer.
I say ill things I would not say -?Things unaware:?Regard my breast, Lord, in Thy day,?And not my prayer.
My heart is evil in Thy sight:?My good thoughts flee:?O Lord, I cannot wish aright -?Wish Thou for me.
O bend my words and acts to Thee,?However ill,?That I, whate'er I say or be,?May serve Thee still.
O let my thoughts abide in Thee?Lest I should fall:?Show me Thyself in all I see,?Thou Lord of all.
LO! IN THINE HONEST EYES I READ
LO! in thine honest eyes I read?The auspicious beacon that shall lead,?After long sailing in deep seas,?To quiet havens in June ease.
Thy voice sings like an inland bird?First by the seaworn sailor heard;?And like road sheltered from life's sea?Thine honest heart is unto me.
THOUGH DEEP INDIFFERENCE SHOULD DROWSE
THOUGH deep indifference should drowse?The sluggish life beneath my brows,?And all the external things I see?Grow snow-showers in the street to me,?Yet inmost in my stormy sense?Thy looks shall be an influence.
Though other loves may come and go?And long years sever us below,?Shall the thin ice that grows above?Freeze the deep centre-well of love??No, still below light amours, thou?Shalt rule me as thou rul'st me now.
Year following year shall only set?Fresh gems upon thy coronet;?And Time, grown lover, shall delight?To beautify thee in my sight;?And thou shalt ever rule in me?Crowned with the light of memory.
MY HEART, WHEN FIRST THE BLACK-BIRD SINGS
MY heart, when first the blackbird sings,?My heart drinks in the song:?Cool pleasure fills my bosom through?And spreads each nerve along.
My bosom eddies quietly,?My heart is stirred and cool?As when a wind-moved briar