Explore "The Morning Drum-Call on My Eager Ear" by Robert Louis Stevenson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
The morning drum-call on my eager ear / Thrills unforgotten yet; the morning dew / Lies yet undried along my field of noon.
But now I pause at whiles in what I do, / And count the bell, and tremble lest I hear / (My work untrimmed) the sunset gun too soon.