Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson (December 22, 1869 – April 6, 1935) was an American poet who won three Pulitzer Prizes for his work.

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    He packed a lot of things that she had made
    Most mournfully away in an old chest
    Of hers, and put some chopped-up cedar boughs
    In with them, and tore down the slaughterhouse.
    Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)

    But what she meets and what she fears
    Are less than are the downward years,
    Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs
    Of age, were she to lose him.
    Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)

    But go, and if you listen she will call,
    Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal—
    Luke Havergal.
    Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)

    A thousand golden sheaves were lying there,
    Shining and still, but not for long to stay—
    As if a thousand girls with golden hair
    Might rise from where they slept and go away.
    Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)

    He may have seen with his mechanic eyes
    A world without a meaning, and had room,
    Alone amid magnificence and doom,
    To build himself an airy monument
    Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)