Good And Bad Children

by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) Children, you are very little, And your bones are very brittle; If you would grow great and stately, You must try to walk sedately. You must still be bright and quiet, And content with simple diet; And remain, through all bewild’ring, Innocent and honest children. Happy hearts and happy faces,Continue reading “Good And Bad Children”

Armies in the Fire

by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850‐1894) The lamps now glitter down the street; Faintly sound the falling feet; And the blue even slowly falls About the garden trees and walls. Now in the falling of the gloom The red fire paints the empty room: And warmly on the roof it looks, And flickers on the backContinue reading “Armies in the Fire”