I Know Not How, But As I Count by Robert Louis Stevenson

I KNOW not how, but as I count
The beads of former years,
Old laughter catches in my throat
With the very feel of tears.

More from Robert Louis Stevenson:

• Thrawn Janet
• The Waif Woman
• The Sire de Maletroit’s Door
• The Sea Fogs
• The Scientific Ape
• The Clockmaker