Page:Underwoods, Stevenson, 1887.djvu/50

 XIII

TO H. F. BROWN

(Written during a dangerous sickness.)

and wait a pair of oars

On cis-Elysian river-shores.

Where the immortal dead have sate,

'Tis mine to sit and meditate;

To re-ascend life's rivulet,

Without remorse, without regret;

And sing my Alma Genetrix

Among the willows of the Styx.

And lo, as my serener soul

Did these unhappy shores patrol,