HAIL, guest, and enter freely! All you see
Is, for your momentary visit, yours; and we
Who welcome you are but the guests of God,
And know not our departure.
More verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
- The Relic Taken, What Avails The Shrine?
- O Dull Cold Northern Sky
- To Rosabelle
- The Old Chimaeras. Old Recipts
- Sonnet Vii