Richard Cory

Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean-favoured and imperially slim. And he was always uietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked! "ut still he fluttered pulses when he said, #$ood %orning&# and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich, yes, richer than a king, And admira'ly schooled in every grace: (n fine -- we thought that he was everything )o make us wish that we were in his place. *o on we worked and waited for the light, And went without the meat and cursed the 'read, And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a 'ullet in his head.

On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer

%uch have ( travell+d in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen! Round many western islands have ( 'een Which 'ards in fealty to Apollo hold. ,ft of one wide e-panse had ( 'een told )hat deep-'row+d Homer ruled as his demesne! .et did ( never 'reathe its pure serene )ill ( heard Chapman speak out loud and 'old: )hen felt ( like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken! ,r like stout Corte/ when with eagle eyes He star+d at the 0acific--and all his men 1ook+d at each other with a wild surmise-*ilent, upon a peak in 2arien.
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