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Poem(s)! I'm Nobody! & Richard Cory

Hello everybody! It's been awhile since I've last touch this blog. Maybe 2 or 3 days awhile. Anyway, As the title states, I will share with you guys a poem that I found in the internet which I had to compare it to Emily Dickinson's work " I'm Nobody " for my previous poem recital. I actually tried to trace who wrote " Richard Cory " and even visited the library to search for the poem to find out who is(was) the poet but I guess this is probably a piece written by a student. I did however tried to recall again who wrote it, to avoid any copyright issue, but it seems I just forgot all about it. Thanks for the piece " Richard Cory " whoever the poet is! First off, I will let you guys read Emily's work first then compare it with " Richard Cory ".

Updated! The writer/poet of " Richard Cory " is E.A. Robinson! ( 28/11/13 )


I’m Nobody! Who Are You?

I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us – don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know!
How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one’s name the livelong day
To an admiring bog

The next one is " Richard Cory "

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 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.

I wrote a review for my poem recital. I will post that up once this post is done. 

Peace out!

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