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Robert Louis Stevenson - In Port
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Last, to the chamber where I lie 
My fearful footsteps patter nigh, 
And come out from the cold and gloom 
Into my warm and cheerful room. 

There, safe arrived, we turn about 
To keep the coming shadows out, 
And close the happy door at last 
On all the perils that we past. 

Then, when mamma goes by to bed, 
She shall come in with tip-toe tread, 
And see me lying warm and fast 
And in the land of Nod at last.
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