Me and Robert Louis Stevenson

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I guess I was feeling kind of depressed as a senior in high school, because the main lines I recall from Robert Louis Stevenson on RAIN are not those scattered over Google, but the following:

I am like one who has sat alone

all day on a level plain

with  drooping head and trailing arms

in a ceaseless pour of rain.

I discovered that, unlike me, he didn’t stay depressed, but went on to his last verse:

And the purple fringes of the rain
Rose o’er the scarlet west,
And the birds sang in the soddened furze,
And my heart sang in my breast.

About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 82 now.
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One Response to Me and Robert Louis Stevenson

  1. I’m with you on this one!


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