Edwin Arlington Robinson Quotes

Joy shivers in the corner where she knits And Conscience always has the rocking-chair, Cheerful as when she tortured into fits The first cat that was ever killed by Care.

The Man Who Died Twice.

Below him, in the town among the trees, Where friends of other days had honored him, A phantom salutation of the dead Rang thinly till old Eben’s eyes were dim.

The world is…a kind of kindergarten, where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell God with the wrong blocks.

Miniver Cheevy, born too late, Scratched his head and kept on thinking; Miniver coughed, and called it fate, And kept on drinking.

Miniver loved the Medici, Albeit he had never seen one; He would have sinned incessantly Could he have been one.