STEVENSON'S POEMS
O let my thoughts abide in Thee
Lest I should fall: Show me Thyself in all I see,
Thou Lord of all
LO ! IN THINE HONEST EYES I READ
Lo ! in thine honest eyes I read The auspicious beacon that shall lead, After long sailing in deep seas, To quiet havens in June ease
Thy voice sings like an inland bird First by the seaworn sailor heard; And like road sheltered from life's sea Thine honest heart is unto me.
THOUGH DEEP ^INDIFFERENCE SHOULD DROWSE
THOUGH deep indifference should drowse The sluggish life beneath my brows, And all the external things I see Grow snow-showers in the street to me, Yet inmost in my stormy sense Thy looks shall be an influence,