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A Childs Garden of Verses and Underwoods
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Stevenson, Robert Louis
(18501894).
A Childs Garden of Verses and Underwoods.
1913.
1.
Night and Day
W
HEN
the golden day is done.
Through the closing portal,
Child and garden, flower and sun,
Vanish all things mortal.
As the blinding shadows fall
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As the rays diminish,
Under evenings cloak, they all
Roll away and vanish.
Garden darkened, daisy shut,
Child in bed, they slumber
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Glow-worm in the highway rut,
Mice among the lumber.
In the darkness houses shine,
Parents move with candles;
Till on all, the night divine
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Turns the bedroom handles.
Till at last the day begins
In the east a-breaking,
In the hedges and the whins
Sleeping birds a-waking.
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In the darkness shapes of things,
Houses, trees and hedges,
Clearer grow; and sparrows wings
Beat on window ledges.
These shall wake the yawning maid;
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She the door shall open
Finding dew on garden glade
And the morning broken.
There my garden grows again
Green and rosy painted,
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As at eve behind the pane
From my eyes it fainted.
Just as it was shut away,
Toy-like in the even,
Here I see it glow with day
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Under glowing heaven.
Every path and every plot,
Every bush of roses,
Every blue forget-me-not
Where the dew reposes,
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Up! they cry, the day is come
On the smiling valleys:
We have beat the morning drum;
Playmate, join your allies!
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