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Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон)


Looking-glass River


Smooth it glides upon its travel,
Here a wimple, there a gleam--
O the clean gravel!
O the smooth stream!

Sailing blossoms, silver fishes,
Paven pools as clear as air--
How a child wishes
To live down there!

We can see our coloured faces
Floating on the shaken pool
Down in cool places,
Dim and very cool;

Till a wind or water wrinkle,
Dipping marten, plumping trout,
Spreads in a twinkle
And blots all out.

See the rings pursue each other;
All below grows black as night,
Just as if mother
Had blown out the light!

Patience, children, just a minute--
See the spreading circles die;
The stream and all in it
Will clear by-and-by.



Robert Louis Stevenson's other poems:
  1. The Piper
  2. In The States
  3. Happy Thought
  4. My Love Was Warm
  5. The Bour-Tree Den


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