In Port lyrics

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.

• Artist:Robert Louis Stevenson