Quote #63
Bright is the ring of words When the right man rings them.
More from Robert Louis Stevenson
- I will make you brooches and toys for your delight Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.
- In the highlands, in the country places, Where the old plain men have rosy faces, And the young fair maidens Quiet eyes.
- The untented Kosmos my abode, I pass, a wilful stranger: My mistress still the open road And the bright eyes of danger.
- God, if this were enough, That I see things bare to the buff.
- Wealth I ask not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I ask, the heaven above And the road below me.
- Trusty, dusky, vivid, true, With eyes of gold and bramble-dew, Steel-true and blade-straight, The great artificer Made my mate.
- There's just ae thing I cannae bear, An' that's my conscience.
- Be it granted me to behold you again in dying, Hills of home!