A Child's Garden of Verses

By Robert Louis Stevenson

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Good Press
• Release date: Nov 20, 2019
• ISBN: 4057664150394

Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) was a Scottish poet, novelist, and travel writer. Born the son of a lighthouse engineer, Stevenson suffered from a lifelong lung ailment that forced him to travel constantly in search of warmer climates. Rather than follow his father’s footsteps, Stevenson pursued a love of literature and adventure that would inspire such works as Treasure Island (1883), Kidnapped (1886), Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde (1886), and Travels with a Donkey in the Cévennes (1879).

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Robert Louis Stevenson

A Child's Garden of Verses

Published by Good Press, 2022

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Table of Contents

BED IN SUMMER

YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT

FAIRY BREAD

MARCHING SONG

WHERE GO THE BOATS?

THE HAYLOFT

THE COW

FOREIGN LANDS

SYSTEM

AT THE SEASIDE

THE LAND OF NOD

TIME TO RISE

FOREIGN CHILDREN

LOOKING FORWARD

MY SHADOW

THE SUN'S TRAVELS

THE LAMPLIGHTER

TRAVEL

MY BED IS A BOAT

KEEPSAKE MILL

THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE

MY SHIP AND I.

THE WIND

A GOOD BOY

GOOD AND BAD CHILDREN

PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER

THE SWING

A THOUGHT

ARMIES IN THE FIRE

MY KINGDOM

SHADOW MARCH

WINTER-TIME

THE LITTLE LAND

IN PORT

NIGHT AND DAY

NEST EGGS

THE FLOWERS

FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE

MY TREASURES

BLOCK CITY

THE GARDENER

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BED IN SUMMER

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In winter I get up at night,

And dress by yellow candle light.

In summer quite the other way,

I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see

The birds still hopping on the tree,

Or hear the grown-up people's feet,

Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,

When all the sky is clear and blue,

And I should like so much to play,

To have to go to bed by day?

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YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT

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All night long and every night,

When my mamma puts out the light

I see the people marching by,

As plain as day, before my eye.

Armies and emperors and kings,

All carrying different kinds of things,

And marching in so grand a way,

You never saw the like by day.

So fine a show was never seen

At the great circus on the green;

For every kind beast and man

Is marching in that caravan.

At first they move a little slow,

But still the faster on they go,

And still beside them close