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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. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
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Richard Cory . 1 Whenever Richard Cory went down town, 2 We people on the pavement looked at him: 3 He was a gentleman from sole to crown, 4 Clean favored, and imperially slim. 5 And he was always quietly arrayed, 6 And he was always human when he talked; 7 But still he fluttered pulses when he said, 8 "Good-morning," and he glittered when he ...
‘Richard Cory’ by Edwin Arlington Robinson is a simple poem which shows the chasm between perception and reality and warns the reader never to judge on appearances. Read Poem. PDF Guide. Cite. Edwin Arlington Robinson. Nationality: American. Edwin Arlington Robinson was an American poet. He won the first Pulitzer Prize in Poetry. Poems.
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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 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. This poem is in the public domain.
Robinson - Richard Cory.html[6/3/15, 12:16:54 PM] Edwin Arlington Robinson "Richard Cory" 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 always human when he talked;
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 always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
