Edwin Arlington Robinson (22 December 1869 – 6 April 1935 / Maine / United States)
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''So on we worked, and waited for the light,
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. Richard Cory (l. 13-16). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.'' -
''Poets and kings are but the clerks of Time,
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Clerks (l. 12-14). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
Tiering the same dull webs of discontent,
Clipping the same sad alnage of the years.'' -
''You fadeas if the last of days
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Dark Hills (l. 7-8). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.
Were fading and all wars were done.'' -
''They are all gone away,
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The House on the Hill (l. 1-3). . . Modern American Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (8th rev. ed., 1962) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
The house is shut and still,
There is nothing more to say.'' -
''He may have had for evil or for good
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Man against the Sky (l. 77-79). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
No argument; he may have had no care
For what without himself went anywhere'' -
''When infant Science makes a pleasant face
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Man against the Sky (l. 253-254). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
And waves again that hollow toy, the Race;'' -
''the cold eternal shores
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Man against the Sky (l. 311-314). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
That look sheer down
To the dark tideless floods of Nothingness
Where all who know may drown.'' -
''Are we no greater than the noise we make
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Man against the Sky (l. 216-220). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
Along one blind atomic pilgrimage
Whereon by crass chance billeted we go
Because our brains and bones and cartilage
Will have it so?'' -
''He may have been a master of his fate,
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Man against the Sky (l. 169-172). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
And of his atoms,ready as another
In his emergence to exonerate
His father and his mother;'' -
''He may, be seeing all things for the best,
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Man against the Sky (l. 69-70). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
Incite futurity to do the rest.''
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