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Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (1859–1919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903.

By Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–1894)

The House Beautiful

A naked house, a naked moor,
A shivering pool before the door.
A garden bare of flowers and fruit,
And poplars at the garden foot:
Such is the place that I live in,        5
Bleak without and bare within.
Yet shall your ragged moor receive
The incomparable pomp of eve,
And the cold glories of the dawn
Behind your shivering trees be drawn;        10
And when the wind from place to place
Doth the unmoored cloud-galleons chase,
Your garden gloom and gleam again,
With leaping sun, with glancing rain.
Here shall the wizard moon ascend        15
The heavens, in the crimson end
Of day’s declining splendour; here
The army of the stars appear.
The neighbour hollows, dry or wet,
Spring shall with tender flowers beset;        20
And oft the morning muser see
Larks rising from the broomy lea,
And every fairy wheel and thread
Of cobweb dew-bediamonded.
When daisies go, shall winter-time        25
Silver the simple grass with rime;
Autumnal frosts enchant the pool,
And make the cart-ruts beautiful;
And when snow-bright the moor expands,
How shall your children clap their hands!        30
To make this earth, our hermitage,
A cheerful and a changeful page,
God’s bright and intricate device
Of days and seasons doth suffice.