3º ESO English Literature - Poetry Corner

Robert Louis Stevenson

I know not how it is with you --
I love the first and last,
The whole field of the present view,
The whole flow of the pass
One tittle of the things that are,
Nor you should change nor I --
One pebble in our path -- one star
In all our heaven of sky.
Our lives, and every day and hour,
One symphony appear:
One road, one garden -- every flower
And every bramble dear

Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson (13 November 1850 – 3 December 1894) was a novelist, poet, and essayist. Stevenson has been greatly admired by many authors, who said of him that he "seemed to pick the right word up on the point of his pen, like a man playing spillikings.