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The quotations of
American poet
1869–1935
2 quotes.
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.
Miniver Cheevy, born too late, Scratched his head and kept on thinking; Miniver coughed, and called it fate, And kept on drinking.
Edwin Arlington Robinson1869–1935Edwin Arlington Robinson1869–1935Edwin Arlington Robinson1869–1935
