Edwin Arlington Robinson

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


Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Once, when I wandered in the woods alone,
An old man tottered up to me and said,
“Come, friend, and see the grave that I have made
For Amaryllis.” There was in the tone
Of his complaint such quaver and such moan
That I took pity on him and obeyed,
And long stood looking where his hands had laid
An ancient woman, shrunk to skin and bone.

Far out beyond the forest I could hear
The calling of loud progress, and the bold
Incessant scream of commerce ringing clear;
But though the trumpets of the world were glad,
It made me lonely and it made me sad
To think that Amaryllis had grown old.

Comments about Amaryllis by Edwin Arlington Robinson

  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (11/17/2017 12:07:00 PM)

    Beyond the forest! ! Thanks for sharing.(Report)Reply

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna MenonGeeta Radhakrishna Menon (11/17/2017 11:39:00 AM)

    A master poet with words of wisdom!(Report)Reply

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  • Francie LynchFrancie Lynch (11/17/2017 10:49:00 AM)

    grown old. Man, she's dead! A cute little poem, but weak.(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (11/17/2017 7:16:00 AM)

    To my opinion rather concised, but true touching and with a melancholic tone. Congratulations to the family of this classic poet. He is the late Edwin Arlington Robinson. Such a glee I got to read this poem, Poetry is mankind's most loyal friend and most precious treasure, I reckon. Thank you immensely for sharing. With the best regards, Sylvia Frances Chan (BTW I am a Dutch Poetess)(Report)Reply

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  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (11/17/2017 5:25:00 AM)

    Such a great poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson....(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (11/17/2017 1:08:00 AM)

    Such a brilliant write. Touching expression.(Report)Reply

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  • Brian Purdy (1/11/2012 10:32:00 PM)

    A brilliantly-turned and affecting sonnet by a master craftsman poet. Last line brings inexorably to mind and heart my own remembrances of loved ones grown old and sere, stripped of all they were save what those who loved them remember.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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