by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894)
I know not how it is with you
Language: English
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 past. 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.
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Text Authorship:
- by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894), no title, appears in Songs of Travel and other verses, no. 10, first published 1896 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-11-26
Line count: 12
Word count: 73