 THE CLERKS I did not think that I should find them there When I came back again; but there they stood, As in the days they dreamed of when young blood Was in their cheeks and women called them fair. Be sure, they met me with an ancient air, — And yes,...  Collected Poems - Страница 90написао/ла Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1921 - 591 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Lorettus Sutton Metcalf, Walter Hines Page, Joseph Mayer Rice, Frederic Taber Cooper, Arthur Hooley, George Henry Payne, Henry Goddard Leach, D. G. Redmond - 1914 - 988 страница
...in particular which, had I to make choice of a dozen English sonnets, I would include. It is called The Clerks. "I did not think that I should find them...discontent, Clipping the same sad alnage of the years." This is great as the paintings of Millet and certain of the works of Meunier are great. If there must... | |
 | Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1896 - 72 страница
...women called them fair. Be sure, they met me with an ancient air, — And yes, there was a shop- worn brotherhood About them ; but the men were just as...same dull webs of discontent, Clipping the same sad aln.ige of the years. A BALLADE BY THE FIRE SLOWLY I smoke and hug my knee, The while a witless masquerade... | |
 | Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1897 - 132 страница
...distress, Till we have drunk, and trembled at the taste, The mead of Thought's prophetic endlessness. I DID not think that I should find them there When...discontent, Clipping the same sad alnage of the years. AT first I thought there was a superfine Persuasion in his face ; but the free glow That filled it... | |
 | Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1897 - 136 страница
...sublime, And you that feed yourselves with your descent. What comes of all your visions and your fears f Poets and kings are but the clerks of Time, Tiering...discontent, Clipping the same sad alnage of the years. 54 AT first I thought there was a superfine Persuasion in his face ; but the free glow That filled... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 966 страница
...descent, What comes of all your visions and your fears ? Poets and kings are but the clerks of Tiny. Tiering the same dull webs of discontent. Clipping the same sad alnage of the yearsTHE PITY OF THE LEAVES VENGEFUL across the cold November moors. Loud with ancestral shame there... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1901 - 964 страница
...be sublime, And you that feed yourselves with your descent, What comes of all your visions and yoor or fiend !" I shrieked, vear^ THE PITY OF THE LEAVES VENGEFUL across the cold November iuoor< Loud with ancestral shame there... | |
 | Wallace Rice, Frances Rice - 1910 - 466 страница
...stood, As in the days they dreamed of when young blood Was in their cheeks and women called them fsil. Be sure, they met me with an ancient air — And yes,...discontent, Clipping the same sad alnage of the years. EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON. BEYOND THE BARS WITHIN my cell are singing sounds — a robin's call, afar.... | |
 | Stephen Phillips, Galloway Kyle - 1914 - 404 страница
...that ache so much to be sublime, And you that feed yourselves with your descent, What comes of ah1 your visions and your fears? Poets and kings are but...discontent, Clipping the same sad alnage of the years." " This is great as the paintings of Millet and certain of the works of Meunier are great. If there... | |
 | Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1928 - 116 страница
...enough To plunge into the crater of the Scheme — Triumphant in the flash there to redeem Love's hansel and forevermore to slough, Like cerements at a played-out...That filled it when he stopped and cried, "Hollo!" Shone joyously, and so I let it shine. He said his name was Fleming Helphenstine, But be that as it... | |
 | Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1928 - 110 страница
...distress, Till we have drunk, and trembled at the taste, The mead of Thought's prophetic endlessness. I DID not think that I should find them there When...discontent, Clipping the same sad alnage of the years. AT FIRST I thought there was a superfine Persuasion in his face; but the free glow That filled it when... | |
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