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“When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found, And hid a soldier underground. Spring and daisies came apace; Grasses hide my hiding place; Grasses run like a green sea O'er the lawn up to my knee.”

Quote by Robert Louis Stevenson

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Robert Louis Stevenson (Illustrated)

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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 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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