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Born in December 22, 1869 / Died in April 6, 1935 / United States / English

Poems by Edwin Arlington Robinson

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Siege Perilous

... the crown He won shall unto many still be given ...

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Inferential

... I might as well have heard him: “Never mind ...

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Clavering

... “What Lilith, or Dark Lady”… Well, ...

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Vain Gratuities

... She found him, would have laughed had she been there, ...

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Lingard and the Stars

... Otherwise, Why lure the race to ruin through the skies ...

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Horace to Leuconoë

... Make even this, whose hard, wave-eaten shore Shatters the Tuscan seas to-day, the last— ...

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Tasker Norcross

... To know them at their firesides, or out walking,—”“Horrors,” I said, “are my necessity ...

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The Return of Morgan and Fingal

... But “You—you three—it is you!”Now the sense of a crazy speech like that ...

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Rahel to Varnhagen

... TE.—Rahel Robert and Varnhagen von Ense were married, after many protestations on her part, in 1814 ...

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Leffingwell

... II—THE QUICKSTEPThe dirge is over, the good work is done, ...

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The New Tenants

... There now that he would hardly have to guess, ...

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Richard Corey

... And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, &emsp ...

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Sonnet 38: The Children of the Night

... Look at a branch, a bird, a child, a rose, &emsp ...

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Sonnet 36: The Children of the Night

...   But shapes and echoes that are never done ...

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Requiescat

... We know That he would rise and haunt us horribly, ...