When these graven lines you see,
Traveller, do not pity me;
Though I be among the dead,
Let no mournful word be said.

Children that I leave behind,
And their children, all were kind;
Near to them and to my wife,
I was happy all my life.

My three sons I married right,
And their sons I rocked at night;
Death nor sorrow never brought
Cause for one unhappy thought.

Now, and with no need of tears,
Here they leave me, full of years,–
Leave me to my quiet rest
In the region of the blest.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Edwin Arlington Robinson's poem A Happy Man

2 Comments

  1. Heldy Agus Wandy Tanjung says:

    good poetry.it can be inspire me to do something useful in this world and always optimist.i like it

  2. Courtney says:

    I love this poem! I studied it and memorized it for my class. I got an A++ and I still am studying Edwin Arlington Robinsons peoms.

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