Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон)

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LATE, O miller,
The birds are silent,
The darkness falls.
In the house the lights are lighted.
See, in the valley they twinkle,
The lights of home.
Late, O lovers,
The night is at hand;
Silence and darkness
Clothe the land. 

1. Не взять мне в толк: переберу • I Know Not How, But As I Count
2. Light as the Linnet on My Way I Start
3. The Canoe Speaks
4. Away with Funeral Music
5. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 7. PLAIN as the glistering planets shine

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