~The Book Of Wonder Encyclopaedia~

~Poetry - Robert Louis Stevenson~

~The Vagabond~

				Give to me the life I love,
			  	  Let the lave go by me,
				Give the jolly heaven above
			  	  And the byway nigh me.
				Bed in the bush with stars to see,
			  	  Bread I dip in the river-
				There's the life for a man like me,
			  	  There's the life for ever.

				Let the blow fall soon or late,
			  	  Let what will be o'er me;
				Give the face of earth around
			  	  And the road before me.
				Wealth I seek not, hope nor love,
			  	  Nor a friend to know me;
				All I seek, the heaven above
			  	  And the road below me.

				Or let autumn fall on me
			  	  Where afield I linger,
				Silencing the bird on tree,
			  	  Biting the blue finger.
				White as meal the frosty field-
			  	  Warm the fireside haven-
				Not to autumn will I yield,
			  	  Not to winter even!

				Let the blow fall soon or late,
			  	  Let what will be o'er me;
				Give the face of earth around,
			  	  And the road before me.
				Wealth I ask not, hope nor love,
			  	  Nor a friend to know me;
				All I ask, the heaven above
			  	  And the road below me.