Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

To Madame Garschine

WHAT is the face, the fairest face, till Care,
Till Care the graver - Care with cunning hand,
Etches content thereon and makes it fair,
Or constancy, and love, and makes it grand?

1. I Know Not How, But As I Count
2. Requiem
3. What Man May Learn, what Man May Do
4. To Miss Cornish
5. My Body which My Dungeon Is

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