About Edwin Arlington Robinson: Edwin Arlington Robinson was an American poet and sonnet writer who won three Pulitzer Prizes for his work.
For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think;- And no man knows what then she may discover.
I don't say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are.
Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.
I shall have more to say when I am dead.
She knows as well as anyone that pity, having played, soon tires.
Youth sees too far to see how near it is To seeing farther.
And thus we all are nighing The truth we fear to know: Death will end our crying For friends that come and go.
Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pu...
Life is the game that must be played
He knows much of what men paint themselves would blister in the light of what they are.
