 Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich yes, richer than a king And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place. So on we worked, and waited for...  The Writer - 40. lappuse1926Pilnskats - Par šo grāmatu
 | 1897 - 418 lapas
...talked ; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, " Good morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich, yes, richer than a king, And...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. Edwin Arlington Robinson. * This poem has recently been reprinted in Mr. Robinson's volume, " The Children... | |
 | Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1897 - 136 lapas
...talked ; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, " Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich, yes, richer than a king, ...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. I NOT by the grief that stuns and overwhelms All outward recognition of revealed And righteous omnipresence... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1917 - 452 lapas
...talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich yes, richer than a king, And admirably...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. THE GROWTH OF LORRAINE While I stood listening, discreetly dumb, Lorraine was having the last word with... | |
 | Amy Lowell - 1917 - 398 lapas
...talked ; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich, yes, richer than a king, ...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. In reading Mr. Robinson, it is always necessary to note the almost unapproachable technique with which... | |
 | Louis Untermeyer - 1919 - 400 lapas
...talked ; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, " Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich, yes, richer than a king, ...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. I would like to quote some of the less personal but equally powerful sonnets, particularly " Supremacy... | |
 | Marguerite Wilkinson - 1919 - 502 lapas
...talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich yes, richer than a king, And admirably...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. Edwin Arlington Robinson MINIVER CHEEVY f Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn, Grew lean while he assailed... | |
 | Jessie Belle Rittenhouse - 1919 - 254 lapas
...talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich, yes, richer than a king, ...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. OF ONE SELF-SLAIN WHEN he went blundering back to God, His songs half written, his work half done,... | |
 | Louis Untermeyer - 1919 - 204 lapas
...fluttered pulses when he said, " Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was richyes, richer than a king, And admirably schooled in every...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. Edwin Arlington Robinson [1869- ] 1 Reprinted by permission of the publishers, Charles Scribner's Sons,... | |
 | Anita P. Forbes - 1920 - 328 lapas
...talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he- said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich yes, richer than a king, And admirably...night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. . Edwin Arlington Robinson A FARMER REMEMBERS LINCOLN * "Lincoln? Well, I was in the old Second... | |
 | 1920 - 676 lapas
...Square ; of Flammonde, charming "Prince of Castaways," and of Richard Cory, gentleman of wealth, who one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head ; of Aaron Stark, the miser; of Bokardo. who betrayed his friend; of Isaac and Archibald, two old cronies... | |
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