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THE LOST FRIEND
All underneath the restless sea
Grief ran along a wire to me:
Children, your tender friend is gone—
Dear Robert Louis Stevenson.
Grief ran along a wire to me:
Children, your tender friend is gone—
Dear Robert Louis Stevenson.
With radiant smiles he reached his hands
To stroke the young of many lands;
Himself a man and boy in one—
Dear Robert Louis Stevenson.
To stroke the young of many lands;
Himself a man and boy in one—
Dear Robert Louis Stevenson.
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Since he shall live on children's lips
In tales of treasure and of ships,
What need to raise a tower of stone
For Robert Louis Stevenson?
In tales of treasure and of ships,
What need to raise a tower of stone
For Robert Louis Stevenson?
Samoa nurses him in flowers,
For ever hers, for ever ours;
Incarnate tune, undying tone,
Dear Robert Louis Stevenson.
For ever hers, for ever ours;
Incarnate tune, undying tone,
Dear Robert Louis Stevenson.
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