Words are found restraining to the loss in found of Start,
the perfection on the challenge is the language of the dark,
from base of element touch glass of span the Matter on the Shade,
with sparks of squire the Cosmic lyre a little sounding strong,
garbanzo beans in bowl of Means the blackberry or split green,
arbor of the ivy course a dead tree stand with Oak in land,
photo's arm to liquids Farm rowing dust to parking parts,
old in Archer for the darker ask Sun do I last.
North-West Passage
When the bright lamp is carried in,
The sunless hours again begin;
O'er all without, in field and land,
The haunted night returns again.
Now we behold the embers flee
About the firelit hearth; and see
Our faces painted as we pass,
Like pictures, on the window-glass.
Must we to bed indeed? Well then,
Lest us arise and go like men,
And face with an undaunted tread
The long black passage up to bed.
Farewell, O brother, sister, sire!
O pleasant party round the fire!
The songs you sing, the tales you tell,
Till far to-morrow, fare ye well!
Robert Louis Stevenson In Constitution
copyright 1919
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