Edwin Arlington Robinson - Thomas Hood

Edwin Arlington Robinson - Thomas Hood

The man who cloaked his bitterness within br This winding-sheet of puns and pleasantries, br God never gave to look with common eyes br Upon a world of anguish and of sin: br His brother was the branded man of Lynn; br And there are woven with his jollities br The nameless and eternal tragedies br That render hope and hopelessness akin. br br We laugh, and crown him; but anon we feel br A still chord sorrow-swept,—a weird unrest br And thin dim shadows home to midnight steal, br As if the very ghost of mirth were dead— br As if the joys of time to dream had fled, br Or sailed away with Ines to the West.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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