Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904. | | | | VI. Consolation | | In Memoriam F. A. S. | | Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–1894) |
| | | YET, O stricken heart, remember, O remember | |
| How of human days he lived the better part. | |
| April came to bloom and never dim December | |
| Breathed its killing chills upon the head or heart. | |
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| Doomed to know not winter, only spring, a being | 5 |
| Trod the flowery April blithely for a while, | |
| Took his fill of music, joy of thought and seeing, | |
| Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile. | |
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| Came and stayed and went, and now when all is finished, | |
| You alone have crossed the melancholy stream, | 10 |
| Yours the pang, but his, O his, the undiminished | |
| Undecaying gladness, undeparted dream. | |
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| All that life contains of torture, toil, and treason, | |
| Shame, dishonor, death, to him were but a name. | |
| Here, a boy, he dwelt through all the singing season | 15 |
And ere the day of sorrow departed as he came.
Davos, 1881. | | | | |
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