Poetic Openings : Robert Louis Stevenson to Robert Louis Stevenson

Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : Still I Love To Rhyme : First Line : STILL I love to rhyme, and still more, rhyming, to wander
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : Stout Marches Lead To Certain Ends : First Line : STOUT marches lead to certain ends,
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : Strange Are The Ways Of Men : First Line : STRANGE are the ways of men,
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : Swallows Travel To And Fro : First Line : SWALLOWS travel to and fro,
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : Tales Of Arabia : First Line : YES, friend, I own these tales of Arabia

Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : Tempest Tossed And Sore Afflicted : First Line : TEMPEST tossed and sore afflicted, sin defiled and care oppressed,
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod : First Line : THE angler rose, he took his rod,
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : The Bour-tree Den : First Line : CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride,
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : The Clock's Clear Voice Into The Clearer Air : First Line : THE cock's clear voice into the clearer air
Poet : Robert Louis Stevenson : Poem : The Far-farers : First Line : THE broad sun,