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Edwin Arlington Robinson (22 December 1869 – 6 April 1935 / Maine / United States)
Poems of Edwin Arlington Robinson
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| 121. | The Garden | 1/3/2003 |
| 122. | The Gift of God | 1/3/2003 |
| 123. | The Growth of Lorraine | 1/3/2003 |
| 124. | The House on the Hill | 1/3/2003 |
| 125. | The Klondike | 1/3/2003 |
| 126. | The Long Race | 1/3/2003 |
| 127. | The Man Against the Sky | 1/3/2003 |
| 128. | The Master | 1/3/2003 |
| 129. | The Mill | 1/3/2003 |
| 130. | The New Tenants | 1/3/2003 |
| 131. | The Old King's New Jester | 1/3/2003 |
| 132. | The Pilot | 1/3/2003 |
| 133. | The Pity of the Leaves | 1/3/2003 |
| 134. | The Poor Relation | 1/3/2003 |
| 135. | The Rat | 1/3/2003 |
| 136. | The Return of Morgan and Fingal | 1/3/2003 |
| 137. | The Revealer | 1/3/2003 |
| 138. | The Sage | 1/3/2003 |
| 139. | The Story of the Ashes and the Flame | 1/3/2003 |
| 140. | The Sunken Crown | 1/3/2003 |
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Tasker Norcross
“Whether all towns and all who live in them—
So long as they be somewhere in this world
That we in our complacency call ours—
Are more or less the same, I leave to you.
I should say less. Whether or not, meanwhile,
We’ve all two legs—and as for that, we haven’t—
There were three kinds of men where I was born:
The good, the not so good, and Tasker Norcross.
Now there are two kinds.”
