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I first read this poem in high school. It made a huge impact. I remembered it when the internet came out. I recently found it in a memoir and used it in a book talk. It stands the test of time. 

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. Final Verse from Richard Cory by Edwin Arlington Robinson SAVE HIM too favored too slim somebody save him see him, butterfly — his “Good Mornings” a cry you saw his crown it dazzled your eyes like a hypnotic notion your pulse weakens as the color drained from his diamond skin you yearned to squeeze your bare feet into his bedazzling footsteps of fame with an empty forest of pockets, you dream for Mr. Cory’s golden breadcrumbs of sin cold, hungry hands in jealousy whilst Cory turns forever green only then do you bend your knee in thankfulness of another dawn remember we are all men and sometimes we forget “our fellows” perhaps one lass or lad with honest eyes could have penetrated some of the lies perhaps Richard would have opened the book, having the Creator race his pulse, salvation sought 11/26/2018

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