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THE WORKS OF
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON
SWANSTON EDITION
VOLUME XIV
Of this SWANSTON EDITION in Twenty-five Volumes of the Works of ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Two Thousand and Sixty Copies have been printed, of which only Two Thousand Copies are for sale.
This is No. ............
ALISON CUNNINGHAM, R. L. S.’S NURSE
THE WORKS OF
ROBERT LOUIS
STEVENSON
VOLUME FOURTEEN
LONDON: PUBLISHED BY CHATTO AND WINDUS: IN ASSOCIATION WITH CASSELL AND COMPANY LIMITED: WILLIAM HEINEMANN: AND LONGMANS GREEN AND COMPANY MDCCCCXII
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
CONTENTS
A CHILD’S GARDEN OF VERSES
PAGE
I. BED IN SUMMER
In winter I get up at night
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II. A THOUGHT
It is very nice to think
III. AT THE SEA-SIDE
When I was down beside the sea
IV. YOUNG N IGHT THOUGHT
All night long, and every night
V. WHOLE D UTY OF C HILDREN
A child should always say what’s true
VI. R AIN
The rain is raining all around
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VII. PIRATE STORY
Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing
VIII. FOREIGN LANDS
Up into the cherry-tree
IX. WINDY N IGHTS
Whenever the moon and stars are set
X. TRAVEL
I should like to rise and go
XI. SINGING
Of speckled eggs the birdie sings
XII. LOOKING FORWARD
When I am grown to man’s estate
XIII. A GOOD PLAY
We built a ship upon the stairs
XIV. WHERE GO THE BOATS?
Dark brown is the river
XV. AUNTIE’ S SKIRTS
Whenever Auntie moves around
XVI. THE LAND OF C OUNTERPANE
When I was sick and lay a-bed
XVII. THE LAND OF N OD
From breakfast on all through the day
XVIII. MY SHADOW
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me
XIX. SYSTEM
Every night my prayers I say
XX. A GOOD BOY
I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day
XXI. ESCAPE AT BEDTIME
The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out
XXII. MARCHING SONG
Bring the comb and play upon it
XXIII. THE C OW
The friendly cow, all red and white
XXIV. H APPY THOUGHT
The world is so full of a number of things
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XXV. THE WIND
I saw you toss the kites on high
XXVI. KEEPSAKE MILL
Over the borders, a sin without pardon
XXVII. GOOD AND BAD C HILDREN
Children, you are very little
XXVIII. FOREIGN C HILDREN
Little Indian, Sioux or Crow
XXIX. THE SUN’ S TRAVELS
The sun is not a-bed when I
XXX. THE LAMPLIGHTER
My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky
XXXI. MY BED IS A BOAT
My bed is like a little boat
XXXII. THE MOON
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall
XXXIII. THE SWING
How do you like to go up in a swing
XXXIV. TIME TO R ISE
A birdie with a yellow bill
XXXV. LOOKING -GLASS R IVER
Smooth it slides upon its travel
XXXVI. FAIRY BREAD
Come up here, O dusty feet
XXXVII. FROM A R AILWAY C ARRIAGE
Faster than fairies, faster than witches
XXXVIII. WINTER-TIME
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed
XXXIX. THE H AYLOFT
Through all the pleasant meadow-side
XL. FAREWELL TO THE FARM
The coach is at the door at last
XLI. N ORTH-WEST PASSAGE 1. GOOD N IGHT
When the bright lamp is carried in
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2. SHADOW MARCH
All round the house is the jet-black night
3. IN PORT
Last, to the chamber where I lie
THE CHILD ALONE
I. THE U NSEEN PLAYMATE
When children are playing alone on the green
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II. MY SHIP AND I
O it’s I that am the captain of a tidy little ship
III. MY KINGDOM
Down by a shining water well
IV. PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER
Summer fading, winter comes
V. MY TREASURES
These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest
VI. BLOCK C ITY
What are you able to build with your blocks
VII. THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS
At evening when the lamp is lit
VIII. ARMIES IN THE FIRE
The lamps now glitter down the street
IX. THE LITTLE LAND
When at home alone I sit
GARDEN DAYS
I. N IGHT AND D AY
When the golden day is done
43 44
II. N EST EGGS
Birds all the sunny day
III. THE FLOWERS
All the names I know from nurse
46 46 47 49 49 50
IV. SUMMER SUN
Great is the sun, and wide he goes
V. THE D UMB SOLDIER
When the grass was closely mown
VI. AUTUMN FIRES
In the other gardens
VII. THE GARDENER
The gardener does not love to talk
VIII. H ISTORICAL ASSOCIATIONS
Dear Uncle Jim, this garden ground
ENVOYS
I. TO WILLIE AND H ENRIETTA
If two may read aright
55 55 56 56 58
II. TO MY MOTHER
You too, my mother, read my rhymes
III. TO AUNTIE
Chief of our aunts —not only I
IV. TO MINNIE
The red room with the giant bed
V. TO MY N AME-C HILD
Some day soon this rhyming volume, if you learn with proper speed
VI. TO ANY R EADER
As from the house your mother sees
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UNDERWOODS
BOOK I: IN ENGLISH
I. ENVOY
Go, little book, and wish to all
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II. A SONG OF THE R OAD
The gauger walked with willing foot
67 68 70
III. THE C ANOE SPEAKS
On the great streams the ships may go
IV.
It is the season now to go
V. THE H OUSE BEAUTIFUL
A naked house, a naked moor
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VI. A VISIT FROM THE SEA
Far from the loud sea beaches
VII. TO A GARDENER
Friend, in my mountain-side demesne
VIII. TO MINNIE
A picture-frame for you to fill
IX. TO K. DE M.
A lover of the moorland bare
X. TO N. V. DE G. S.
The unfathomable sea, and time, and tears
XI. TO WILL. H. LOW
Youth now flees on feathered foot
XII. TO MRS. WILL. H. LOW
Even in the bluest noonday of July
XIII. TO H. F. BROWN
I sit and wait a pair of oars
XIV. TO ANDREW LANG
Dear Andrew, with the brindled hair
XV. ET TU IN ARCADIA VIXISTI (TO R. A. M. S.)
In ancient tales, O friend, thy spirit dwelt
XVI. TO W. E. H ENLEY
The year runs through her phases; rain and sun
XVII. H ENRY JAMES
Who comes to-night? We ope the doors in vain
XVIII. THE MIRROR SPEAKS
Where the bells peal far at sea
XIX. KATHARINE
We see you as we see a face
XX. TO F. J. S.
I read, dear friend, in your dear face
85 86 86 87 89
XXI. R EQUIEM
Under the wide and starry sky
XXII. THE C ELESTIAL SURGEON
If I have faltered more or less
XXIII. OUR LADY OF THE SNOWS
Out of the sun, out of the blast
XXIV.
Not yet, my soul, these friendly fields desert
XXV.
It is not yours, O mother, to complain
90 92 93 93 94 95 96
Sing clearlier, Muse, or evermore be still
XXVI. THE SICK C HILD
O mother, lay your hand on my brow
XXVII. IN MEMORIAM F. A. S.
Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember
XXVIII. TO MY FATHER
Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
XXIX. IN THE STATES
With half a heart I wander here
XXX. A PORTRAIT
I am a kind of farthing dip
XXXI. XXXII. A C AMP
The bed was made, the room was fit
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XXXIII. THE C OUNTRY OF THE C AMISARDS
We travelled in the print of olden wars
XXXIV. SKERRYVORE
For love of lovely words, and for the sake
XXXV. SKERRYVORE: THE PARALLEL
Here all is sunny, and when the truant gull
XXXVI.
My house , I say. But hark to the sunny doves
XXXVII.
My body which my dungeon is
98 99
Say not of me that weakly I declined
XXXVIII.
BOOK II: IN SCOTS
I. THE MAKER TO POSTERITY
Far ’yont amang the years to be
105 106 109
II. ILLE TERRARUM
Frae nirly, nippin’, Eas’lan’ breeze
III.
When aince Aprile has fairly come
IV. A MILE AN’ A BITTOCK
A mile an’ a bittock, a mile or twa
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V. A LOWDEN SABBATH MORN
The clinkum-clank o’ Sabbath bells
VI. THE SPAEWIFE
O, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I
VII. THE BLAST—1875
It’s rainin’. Weet’s the gairden sod
VIII. THE C OUNTERBLAST—1886
My bonny man, the warld, it’s true
IX. THE C OUNTERBLAST IRONICAL
It’s strange that God should fash to frame
X. THEIR LAUREATE TO AN ACADEMY C LASS D INNER C LUB
Dear Thamson class, whaure’er I gang
XI. EMBRO H IE KIRK
The Lord Himsel’ in former days
XII. THE SCOTSMAN’ S R ETURN FROM ABROAD
In mony a foreign pairt I’ve been
XIII.
Late In the night in bed I lay
XIV. MY C ONSCIENCE!
Of a’ the ills that flesh can fear
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