Edwin Arlington Robinson

(22 December 1869 – 6 April 1935 / Maine / United States)

Poems of Edwin Arlington Robinson

141. The Tavern 1/3/2003
142. The Three Taverns 1/3/2003
143. The Torrent 1/3/2003
144. The Town Down by the River 1/3/2003
145. The Tree in Pamela's Garden 1/3/2003
146. The Unforgiven 1/3/2003
147. The Valley of the Shadow 1/3/2003
148. The Voice of Age 1/3/2003
149. The Wandering Jew 1/3/2003
150. The Whip 1/3/2003
151. The White Lights 1/3/2003
152. The Wilderness 1/3/2003
153. The Wise Brothers 1/3/2003
154. The Woman and the Wife 1/3/2003
155. The World 1/3/2003
156. Theophilus 1/3/2003
157. Thomas Hood 1/3/2003
158. Three Quatrains 1/3/2003
159. Twilight Song 1/3/2003
160. Two Gardens in Linndale 1/3/2003

Dear Friends

Dear Friends, reproach me not for what I do,
Nor counsel me, nor pity me; nor say
That I am wearing half my life away
For bubble-work that only fools pursue.
And if my bubbles be too small for you,
Blow bigger then your own: the games we play
To fill the frittered minutes of a day,
Good glasses are to read the spirit through.

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