Edwin Arlington Robinson

Here you will find thePoemAn Old Storyof poet Edwin Arlington Robinson

An Old Story

Strange that I did not know him then. That friend of mine! I did not even show him then One friendly sign; But cursed him for the ways he had To make me see My envy of the praise he had For praising me. I would have rid the earth of him Once, in my pride... I never knew the worth of him Until he died.