The Clinging Vine (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
"Be calm? And was I frantic? You'll have me laughing soon. I'm calm as this Atlantic, And quiet as the ...
"Be calm? And was I frantic? You'll have me laughing soon. I'm calm as this Atlantic, And quiet as the ...
I Just as I wonder at the twofold screen Of twisted innocence that you would plait For eyes that uncourageously ...
Long warned of many terrors more severe To scorch him than hell's engines could awaken, He scanned again, too far ...
Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal, -- There where the vines cling crimson on the wall, -- And in ...
Observant of the way she told So much of what was true, No vanity could long withhold Regard that was ...
"They called it Annandale-and I was there To flourish, to find words, and to attend: Liar, physician, hypocrite, and friend, ...
For what we owe to other days, Before we poisoned him with praise, May we who shrank to find him ...
Blessed with a joy that only she Of all alive shall ever know, She wears a proud humility For what ...
Time was when his half million drew The breath of six per cent; But soon the worm of what-was-not Fed ...
The doubt you fought so long The cynic net you cast, The tyranny, the wrong, The ruin, they are past; ...
Never mind the day we left, or the day the women clung to us; All we need now is the ...
By what serene malevolence of names Had you the gift of yours, Theophilus? Not even a smeared young Cyclops at ...
When in from Delos came the gold That held the dream of Pericles, When first Athenian ears were told The ...
Although I saw before me there the face Of one whom I had honored among men The least, and on ...
Ten years together without yet a cloud, They seek each other's eyes at intervals Of gratefulness to firelight and four ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
Where a faint light shines alone, Dwells a Demon I have known. Most of you had better say "The Dark ...
Aunt Imogen was coming, and therefore The children-Jane, Sylvester, and Young George- Were eyes and ears; for there was only ...
From the Past and Unavailing Out of cloudland we are steering: After groping, after fearing, Into starlight we come trailing, ...
"No, Mary, there was nothing-not a word. Nothing, and always nothing. Go again Yourself, and he may listen-or at least ...
NOTE.-The following imaginary dialogue between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr, which is not based upon any specific incident in American ...
I Said the Watcher by the Way To the young and the unladen, To the boy and to the maiden, ...
The Master played the bishop's pawn, For jest, while Atherton looked on; The master played this way and that, And ...
I While I stood listening, discreetly dumb, Lorraine was having the last word with me: "I know," she said, "I ...
I say no more for Clavering Than I should say of him who fails To bring his wounded vessel home ...
The miller's wife had waited long, The tea was cold, the fire was dead; And there might yet be nothing ...
As we the withered ferns By the roadway lying, Time, the jester, spurns All our prayers and prying -- All ...
I heard one who said: "Verily, What word have I for children here? Your Dollar is your only Word, The ...
We parted where the old gas-lamp still burned Under the wayside maple and walked on, Into the dark, as we ...
My northern pines are good enough for me, But there's a town my memory uprears- A town that always like ...
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