Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

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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. 

1. I Know Not How, But As I Count
2. Requiem
3. Late, O Miller
4. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 18. THE stormy evening closes now in vain
5. Ad Martialem

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