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Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
_theasophia_: “Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.” – Edwin Arlington Robinson
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WiseLifeQuotes2: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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LessonsWise: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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DenisWandawa: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. — Edwin Arlington Robinson
Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
JTSkatKat: A lot of y’all have never read Edwin Arlington Robinson’s poem, Richard Cory, and it shows.
GailHeriot: Richard Cory.
By Edwin Arlington Robinson
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
sophiatseliem: RICHARD CORY: I thought of Edwin Arlington Robinson’s poem (and Simon and Garfunkel’s song based o…
hvom2022: Flammonde
BY EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON
We've each a darkening hill to climb;
And this is why, from time to time
In Tilbury Town, we look beyond
Horizons for the man Flammonde.
Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
dainpasco: Forty-six (!) pages of Edwin Arlington Robinson in this hotel's battered copy of the "Oxford Book of American Verse" (1950). A talent obliterated by time.
WiseLifeQuotes2: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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ADifferenceMakr: A Time to Think
Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.—Poet Edwin Arlington Robinson
A Time to Act
Perform the little acts that give form and continuity to love.
treyyaustinn_24: Richard Cory // Edwin Arlington Robinson
Priyankit000999: 66. “Life is the game that must be played.” ~ Edwin Arlington Robinson
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LessonsWise: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
FinderGrailII: CHESTER BENNINGTON
Richard Cory
BY EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
SkyLark95678801: “Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again."
Edwin Arlington Robinson
Maurice Hagemans - Sunset Over the Pond with Storks, 1917.
EstelaMandela: “Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again" Edwin Arlington Robinson
One of my shots for a sketch of a painting ☺
_amritasharma_: 4 of 5 stars to Miniver Cheevy by Edwin Arlington Robinson
VisibleGoldRN: “Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again."
Edwin Arlington Robinson
Maurice Hagemans - Sunset Over the Pond with Storks, 1917.
LeeKennemore: I hereby post the last stanza of
THE CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Let us, the Children of the Night,
Put off the cloak that hides the scar!
Let us be Children of the light,
And tell the ages what we are! ✨
Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
Always9Always: Life is a game that must be played. – Edwin Arlington Robinson
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moira_szennyai: EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON :
RICHARD CORY
TheWorthyHouse: The people, they are not that interested in my thoughts on Edwin Arlington Robinson. But read this little gem. It will make you a little kinder to those you meet.
TheWorthyHouse: Throw-Back Thursday: The life of man who was once America's most famous poet, and of his work. "Edwin Arlington Robinson," by the late Scott Donaldson.
ortizleadership: "To some will come a time when change itself is beauty, if not heaven." - Poet, Edwin Arlington Robinson
LessonsWise: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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RealEricD: From "Cassandra" by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Desi_HillBilly: They are all gone away,
The House is shut and still,
There is nothing more to say.
Through broken walls and gray
The winds blow bleak and shrill:
They are all gone away.
Nor is there one to-day
To speak them good or ill:
There is nothing more to say.
- Edwin Arlington Robinson
WiseLifeQuotes2: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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ontheNthday: On the 2,144,876th day, God created Edwin Arlington Robinson.
PoetryOutLoud: Miniver scorned the gold he sought, / But sore annoyed was he without it; / Miniver thought, and thought, and thought, / And thought about it.
Happy birthday Edwin Arlington Robinson
LibraryAmerica: Three-time winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and four-time nominee for the Nobel Prize in Literature, Edwin Arlington Robinson was born today in 1869. You can read the chilling “Richard Cory,” perhaps his best known work, here:
Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
LivesPoetry: On this day 22nd December 2022
Edwin Arlington Robinson undervalues his talent
KLNenstiel: December 22nd, 1869, is the birthday of American poet Edwin Arlington Robinson (Richard Cory), who once wrote: “The world is not a prison house, but a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of of bewildered infants are trying to spell God with the wrong blocks.”
HanchytheBanchy: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. ~ Edwin Arlington Robinson
madridexists: Look at the poem, "Richard Cory" by Edwin Arlington Robinson.
srobbinsa: “The world is not a prison house, but a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell God with the wrong blocks.”
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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LessonsWise: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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isidro_li: Though the sick beast infect us, we are fraught
Forever with indissoluble Truth,
Wherein redress reveals itself divine,
Transitional, transcendent.
— Edwin Arlington Robinson
DrBricker1968: Richard Cory
BY EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
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RockChristopher: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
ione_mauve: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.” ~ Edwin Arlington Robinson
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smaaketer: “Two kinds of gratitude: the sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.” Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935), Poet
DrsMoschetta: “Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.”
—Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
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princessekateri: “Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again.”
~ Edwin Arlington Robinson
Embrace, H.Matisse (1944)
MelanieJaxn: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. ~Edwin Arlington Robinson
AvionAJ: "The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell 'God' with the wrong blocks."
- Edwin Arlington Robinson
HarassNoMore: “Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.” ~ Edwin Arlington Robinson
WiseLifeQuotes2: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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always0nny: Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, —
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
“There are women enough, God knows,” he said. . . .
“There are stars enough — when the sun’s away.”
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: Then he went back to the same still room
That had held his dream in the long ago,
When he buried his days in a nameless tomb,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: And a passionate humor seized him there —
Seized him and held him until there grew
Like life on his canvas, glowing and fair,
A perilous face — and an angel’s, too.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: Angel and maiden, and all in one, —
All but the eyes. — They were there, but yet
They seemed somehow like a soul half done.
What was the matter? Did God forget? . . .
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: But he wrought them at last with a skill so sure
That her eyes were the eyes of a deathless woman, —
With a gleam of heaven to make them pure,
And a glimmer of hell to make them human.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: God never forgets. — And he worships her
There in that same still room of his,
For his wife, and his constant arbiter
Of the world that was and the world that is.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
always0nny: And he wonders yet what her love could be
To punish him after that strife so grim;
But the longer he lives with her eyes to see,
The plainer it all comes back to him.
Her Eyes by Edwin Arlington Robinson
peterdamianent1: Richard Cory Edwin Arlington Robinson Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was...
LessonsWise: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
Via Wise Life Lesson
itsladymorgana: “Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.” – Edwin Arlington Robinson
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StJohnSask: "Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give."
~ Edwin Arlington Robinson
Kulambq: The final quatrain incarnates Kafka's axe for the frozen sea within us. Great literature can affect us like a disaster. This poem certainly has that kind of strength.
~ Edwin Arlington Robinson, 'Richard Cory'
Kulambq: Edwin Arlington Robinson wrote the poem 'Pasa Thalassa Thalassa' about Captain Jordan, a father of his childhood friends Gus and Alice. Robinson was fascinated by the sea-faring stories the Captain brought home. Alas, he did not return from one of his voyages and was lost at sea.
themoneyghost: The poets I first read & loved were Edwin Arlington Robinson & Amy Lowell, who share a sense of meloncholy but practiced different approaches: Robinson with bumpy inevitable twisted sounds & Lowell with imagism & natural speech. Their writing still influences me...
Kulambq: Edwin Arlington Robinson, the great yet now rarely read American poet, hated his name and in 1926 wrote of it: 'I have always hated my name with a hatred that is positively pathological.' It sounded to him akin to 'a tin bathtub bumping down an uncarpeted flight of stairs.'
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ArchieG1946: —Edwin Arlington Robinson, “The Dark Hills”
CalicoHerb: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
BekahCA: 1928: Edwin Arlington Robinson a third time(!) Tact -
Observant of the way she told
So much of what was true,
No vanity could long withhold
Regard that was her due:
She spared him the familiar guile,
So easily achieved,
That only made a man to smile
And left him undeceived
BekahCA: 1925: Edwin Arlington Robinson wins again. Spoiler alert: He will win a 3rd time.
Stephen_Groner: Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give. Edwin Arlington Robinson
PersonalDevel_: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
Via Wise Life Lesson
KhadeejaZainab: “Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.” —Edwin Arlington Robinson
elvendruidess: "If I come not,
The lady Vivian will remember me,
And say: 'I knew him when his heart was young,
Though I have lost him now.
Time called him home,
And that was as it was; for much is lost
Between Broceliande and Camelot.'"
Edwin Arlington Robinson
WiseLifeQuotes2: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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MacDowell1907: "One summer of it in one of the isolated studios, with an open wood fire, would undo you for life." – Edwin Arlington Robinson (MF 24x 11-34)
LouvePlaise: "And, with a fool's importunate dismay,
I heard the dead men singing in the sun.
From all the common gloom removed afar:
A flat, sad land it is, where shadows are,.."
— Edwin Arlington Robinson
isidorenwosu: TWO GRATITUDES!
The late Edwin Arlington Robinson once wrote of gratitude:
“ There are two kinds of gratitude: the sudden kind we feel for what we take, the larger we feel for what we give”
Egoyibo_: "Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
[...]"
Richard Cory
By EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON
LessonsWise: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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RParisious: The Strange, Dark Life of Edwin Arlington Robinson - (Biography)
PersonalDevel_: Life is the game that must be played.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
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LouvePlaise: "The master-songs are ended? Rather say
No songs are ended that are ever sung,
And that no names are dead names.
When we write
Men's letters on proud marble or on sand,
We write them there forever."
— Edwin Arlington Robinson, Walt Whitman
LouvePlaise: "I never knew the worth of him
Until he died."
— Edwin Arlington Robinson,
An Old Story
LouvePlaise: "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 good,
And just as human as they ever were."
— Edwin Arlington Robinson, The Clerks
LouvePlaise: "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."
— Edwin Arlington Robinson, The Clerks
