Edwin Arlington Robinson: (December 22, 1869 – April 6, 1935) American poet that won three Pulitzer Prizes for his work.
"Richard Corey"
People on the pavement always saw Richard Corey as a neat, admirably schooled and always rich gentleman. That was all they knew about the admirable figure of Mr. Corey. Maybe they always looked at what they wanted to see such as, wealthy, knowledge, well manners, graces.
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To make us wish that we were in his place. (3rd stanza, 12th line)
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However, they never paid attention to Mr. Corey's private life. Maybe they never looked him to his eyes to seek for inner peace or frustration. One day, he was found with a bullet on his head.
The lack of happiness in Mr. Corey's life is completely understandable because besides a rich man he was also a human being. The people on the pavement always admired him, so, at least he could have said he was admired.
"Richard Corey"
People on the pavement always saw Richard Corey as a neat, admirably schooled and always rich gentleman. That was all they knew about the admirable figure of Mr. Corey. Maybe they always looked at what they wanted to see such as, wealthy, knowledge, well manners, graces.
.........
To make us wish that we were in his place. (3rd stanza, 12th line)
.....
However, they never paid attention to Mr. Corey's private life. Maybe they never looked him to his eyes to seek for inner peace or frustration. One day, he was found with a bullet on his head.
The lack of happiness in Mr. Corey's life is completely understandable because besides a rich man he was also a human being. The people on the pavement always admired him, so, at least he could have said he was admired.
Y.D.
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