Robert Louis Stevenson
Populaarsed raamatud
Populaarsed audioraamatud
Kõik autori raamatud
Jätke arvustus
Tsitaadid
and hastened to make ready. Long practice and a varied experience of life gave him an ability to disguise. He could adapt, not only his face
One look at the man before me was enough. I saw the captain, and Black Dog, and the blind man, Pew, and I thought I knew what a pirate was like – a very different creature, according to me.
And at this there came suddenly a lowering shadow over his face and he tightened his grasp upon my hand and raised a forefinger threateningly before my eyes.
Picture-books in WinterSUMMER fading, winter comes—
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon;
Still we find the flowing brooks
In the picture story-books.
All the pretty things put by,
Wait upon the children’s eye,
Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,
In the picture story-books.
We may see how all things are,
Seas and cities, near and far,
And the flying fairies’ looks,
In the picture story-books.
How am I to sing your praise,
Happy chimney-corner days,
Sitting safe in nursery nooks,
Reading picture story-books?
Путь к переменам должен начаться в сердце.
...or by a mere delight in cruelty such as cats display and theologians tell us of the devil?
...your mouth is wider than your two ears.
