Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOME FROM THE DAISIED MEADOWS, WHERE YOU LINGER YET, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: All round your head be angels Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): Home | ||||||||
Home from the daisied meadows, where you linger yet''" Home, golden-headed playmate, ere the sun is set; For the dews are falling fast And the night has come at last. Home with you, home and lay your little head at rest, Safe, safe, my little darling, on your mother's breast. Lullaby, darling; your mother is watching you; she'll be your guardian and shield. Lullaby, slumber, my darling, till morning be bright upon mountain and field. Long, long the shadows fall. All white and smooth at home your little bed is laid. All round your head be angels. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EL FLORIDA ROOM by RICHARD BLANCO DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN TO THIS HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE UPSTAIRS ROOM by WELDON KEES HOME IS SO SAD by PHILIP LARKIN DUTCH INTERIOR by DAVID LEHMAN A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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