Muli Ben-Yehuda's journal

June 2, 2004

Richard Cory by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Filed under: Uncategorized — Muli Ben-Yehuda @ 10:49 AM
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.

And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace;
In fine we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

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.

(via Uri
Schonfeld
).

1 Comment »

  1. Lyrics
    Missing Lyrics – See the correct version
    As well As Simon & Garfunkle’s poem/song about Richar Cory

    Comment by ladypine — June 2, 2004 @ 12:09 PM | Reply


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