Town down the river : a book of poems / by Edwin Arlington Robinson [electronic text]
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Town down the river : a book of poems / by Edwin Arlington Robinson [electronic text]
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Robinson, Edwin Arlington, 1869-1935
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New York: Charles Scribner's Sons
1910
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THE WHIP
The doubt you fought so long,The cynic net you cast,The tyranny, the wrong,The ruin, they are past;And here you are at last,Your blood no longer vexed.The coffin has you fast,The clod will have you next.
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But fear you not the clod,Nor ever doubt the grave:The roses and the sodWill not forswear the wave.The gift the river gaveIs now but theirs to cover:The mistress and the slaveAre gone now, and the lover.
You left the two to findTheir own way to the brink:Then—shall I call you blind?—You chose to plunge and sink.God knows the gall we drinkIs not the mead we cry for,Nor was it, I should think—For you—a thing to die for.
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Could we have done the same,Had we been in your place?—This funeral of your nameThrows no light on the case.—Could we have made the chase,And felt then as you felt?—But what's this on your face,Blue, curious, like a welt?
There were some ropes of sandRecorded long ago,But none, I understand,Of water. Is it so?And she—she struck the blow,You but a neck behind...You saw the river flow—Still, shall I call you blind?
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