LIGHT as the linnet on my way I start,
For all my pack I bear a chartered heart.
Forth on the world without a guide or chart,
Content to know, through all man's varying fates,
The eternal woman by the wayside waits.
More verses by Robert Louis Stevenson
- To N. V. De G. S.
- Tempest Tossed And Sore Afflicted
- For Richmond's Garden Wall
- I Do Not Fear To Own Me Kin
- I Am Like One That For Long Days Had Sate