Edwin Arlington Robinson

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

Quotations

  • ''So on we worked, and waited for the light,
    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.''
    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.
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  • ''Poets and kings are but the clerks of Time,
    Tiering the same dull webs of discontent,
    Clipping the same sad alnage of the years.''
    Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), U.S. poet. The Clerks (l. 12-14). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
  • ''You fade—as if the last of days
    Were fading and all wars were done.''
    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.
  • ''They are all gone away,
    The house is shut and still,
    There is nothing more to say.''
    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.
  • ''He may have had for evil or for good
    No argument; he may have had no care
    For what without himself went anywhere''
    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.
  • ''When infant Science makes a pleasant face
    And waves again that hollow toy, the Race;''
    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.
  • ''the cold eternal shores
    That look sheer down
    To the dark tideless floods of Nothingness
    Where all who know may drown.''
    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.
  • ''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 bones and cartilage
    Will have it so?''
    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.
  • ''He may have been a master of his fate,
    And of his atoms,—ready as another
    In his emergence to exonerate
    His father and his mother;''
    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.
  • ''He may, be seeing all things for the best,
    Incite futurity to do the rest.''
    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.

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Tasker Norcross

“Whether all towns and all who live in them—
So long as they be somewhere in this world
That we in our complacency call ours—
Are more or less the same, I leave to you.
I should say less. Whether or not, meanwhile,
We’ve all two legs—and as for that, we haven’t—
There were three kinds of men where I was born:
The good, the not so good, and Tasker Norcross.
Now there are two kinds.”

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