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“When loud by landside streamlets gush, And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush, With sun on the meadows And songs in the shadows Comes again to me The gift of the tongues of the lea, The gift of the tongues of meadows. So when the earth is alive with gods, And the lusty ploughman breaks the sod, And the grass sings in the meadows, And the flowers smile in the shadows, Sits my heart at ease, Hearing the song of the leas, Singing the songs of the meadows.”

Quote by Robert Louis Stevenson

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Delphi Complete Works of Robert Louis Stevenson (Illustrated)

The Delphi Complete Works of Robert Louis Stevenson (Illustrated) is a meticulously curated compilation of the author's most famous and lesser-known stories. This illustrated edition provides a rich visual experience alongside the timeless narratives, making it an ideal volume for both casual readers and dedicated fans of Stevenson's work. The collection encompasses a variety of genres, including adventure, mystery, and science fiction, showcasing the breadth of Stevenson's imaginative prowess. more

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson was a 19th-century Scottish novelist, poet, travel writer, and essayist. His works are characterized by adventure and romance, with his most famous novels being 'Treasure Island' and 'The Adventure of the Treasure Island'. Stevenson's works have been beloved by readers and have had a profound impact on literature. more

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