More from Edwin Arlington Robinson

  1. The gods are growing old; The stars are singing Golden hair to gray Green leaf to yellow leaf,-or chlorophyl To xanthophyl, to be more scie…
  2. You have made The cement of your churches out of tears And ashes, and the fabric will not stand.
  3. He was himself and he had lost the speed He started with, and he was left behind.
  4. Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and im…
  5. Are we no greater than the noise we make Along one blind atomic pilgrimage Whereon by crass chance billeted we go Because our brains and bo…
  6. A thousand golden sheaves were lying there, Shining and still, but not for long to stay- As if a thousand girls with golden hair Might rise…
  7. Your Dollar is your only Word, The wrath of it your only fear. You build it altars tall enough To make you see, but your are blind; You can…

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