Explore "For Richmond's Garden Wall" by Robert Louis Stevenson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
WHEN Thomas set this tablet here, / Time laughed at the vain chanticleer; / And ere the moss had dimmed the stone, / Time had defaced that garrison.
Now I in turn keep watch and ward / In my red house, in my walled yard / Of sunflowers, sitting here at ease / With friends and my bright canvases.
But hark, and you may hear quite plain / Time's chuckled laughter in the lane.