Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

A Child's Garden of Verses. 36. Fairy Bread

Come up here, O dusty feet!
    Here is fairy bread to eat. 
Here in my retiring room,
Children, you may dine
On the golden smell of broom
    And the shade of pine; 
And when you have eaten well,
Fairy stories hear and tell.

1. I Know Not How, But As I Count
2. Requiem
3. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 22. I HAVE trod the upward and the downward slope
4. To Charles Baxter
5. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 18. THE stormy evening closes now in vain

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