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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.
Books by Edwin Arlington Robinson:
- The Children Of The Night (2004)
- "Miniver Cheevy" and Other Poems (1995)
