Poets | Bookstore | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
September 22nd, 2014 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 278,943 comments.
Edwin Arlington Robinson - Lingard and the Stars

The table hurled itself, to our surprise, 
At Lingard, and anon rapped eagerly: 
“When earth is cold and there is no more sea, 
There will be what was Lingard. Otherwise, 
Why lure the race to ruin through the skies?
And why have Leffingwell, or Calverly?”— 
“I wish the ghost would give his name,” said he; 
And searching gratitude was in his eyes. 

He stood then by the window for a time, 
And only after the last midnight chime
Smote the day dead did he say anything: 
“Come out, my little one, the stars are bright; 
Come out, you lælaps, and inhale the night.” 
And so he went away with Clavering. 

Share |

Added: Jun 3 2005 | Viewed: 1938 times | Comments and analysis of Lingard and the Stars by Edwin Arlington Robinson Comments (0)

Lingard and the Stars - Comments and Information

Poet: Edwin Arlington Robinson
Poem: Lingard and the Stars
Poem of the Day: Apr 14 2008
There are no comments for this poem. Why not be the first one to post something about it?

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Lingard and the Stars, has not yet been commented on. You can click here to be the first to post a comment about it.

Poem Info

Robinson Info
Copyright © 2000-2012 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links | Bookstore