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Washington Square	A
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I met him as one meets a ghost or two	B
Between the gray Arch and the old Hotel	C
King Solomon was right there's nothing new	B
Said he Behold a ruin who meant well	C
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He led me down familiar steps again	D
Appealingly and set me in a chair	A
My dreams have all come true to other men	D
Said he God lives however and why care	A
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An hour among the ghosts will do no harm	E
He laughed and something glad within me sank	F
I may have eyed him with a faint alarm	E
For now his laugh was lost in what he drank	F
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They chill things here with ice from hell he said	G
I might have known it And he made a face	H
That showed again how much of him was dead	G
And how much was alive and out of place	H
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And out of reach He knew as well as I	I
That all the words of wise men who are skilled	J
In using them are not much to defy	I
What comes when memory meets the unfulfilled	J
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What evil and infirm perversity	K
Had been at work with him to bring him back	L
Never among the ghosts assuredly	K
Would he originate a new attack	L
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Never among the ghosts or anywhere	A
Till what was dead of him was put away	M
Would he attain to his offended share	A
Of honor among others of his day	M
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You ponder like an owl he said at last	N
You always did and here you have a cause	O
For I'm a confirmation of the past	N
A vengeance and a flowering of what was	O
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Sorry Of course you are though you compress	P
With even your most impenetrable fears	Q
A placid and a proper consciousness	R
Of anxious angels over my arrears	Q
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I see them there against me in a book	S
As large as hope in ink that shines by night	T
For sure I see but now I'd rather look	S
At you and you are not a pleasant sight	T
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Forbear forgive Ten years are on my soul	U
And on my conscience I've an incubus	Q
My one distinction and a parlous toll	U
To glory but hope lives on clamorous	Q
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'Twas hope though heaven I grant you knows of what	V
The kind that blinks and rises when it falls	Q
Whether it sees a reason why or not	W
That heard Broadway's hard throated siren calls	Q
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'Twas hope that brought me through December storms	Q
To shores again where I'll not have to be	K
A lonely man with only foreign worms	Q
To cheer him in his last obscurity	K
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But what it was that hurried me down here	X
To be among the ghosts I leave to you	B
My thanks are yours no less for one thing clear	Y
Though you are silent what you say is true	B
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There may have been the devil in my feet	Z
For down I blundered like a fugitive	A2
To find the old room in Eleventh Street	Z
God save us I came here again to live	B2
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We rose at that and all the ghosts rose then	D
And followed us unseen to his old room	C2
No longer a good place for living men	D
We found it and we shivered in the gloom	C2
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The goods he took away from there were few	B
And soon we found ourselves outside once more	D2
Where now the lamps along the Avenue	B
Bloomed white for miles above an iron floor	D2
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Now lead me to the newest of hotels	Q
He said and let your spleen be undeceived	Z
This ruin is not myself but some one else	Q
I haven't failed I've merely not achieved	Z
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Whether he knew or not he laughed and dined	Z
With more of an immune regardlessness	Q
Of pits before him and of sands behind	Z
Than many a child at forty would confess	Q
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And after when the bells in 'Boris' rang	E2
Their tumult at the Metropolitan	F2
He rocked himself and I believe he sang	E2
God lives he crooned aloud and I'm the man	G2
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He was And even though the creature spoiled	Z
All prophecies I cherish his acclaim	H2
Three weeks he fattened and five years he toiled	Z
In Yonkers and then sauntered into fame	H2
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And he may go now to what streets he will	I2
Eleventh or the last and little care	A
But he would find the old room very still	I2
Of evenings and the ghosts would all be there	A
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I doubt if he goes after them I doubt	Z
If many of them ever come to him	J2
His memories are like lamps and they go out	Z
Or if they burn they flicker and are dim	J2
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A light of other gleams he has to day	Z
And adulations of applauding hosts	Q
A famous danger but a safer way	Z
Than growing old alone among the ghosts	Q
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But we may still be glad that we were wrong	K2
He fooled us and we'd shrivel to deny it	Z
Though sometimes when old echoes ring too long	K2
I wish the bells in 'Boris' would be quiet	Z

Edwin Arlington Robinson

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