Edwin Arlington Robinson (Ýäâèí Àðëèíãòîí Ðîáèíñîí)

Momus

"Where's the need of singing now?"--
Smooth your brow,
Momus, and be reconciled.
For king Kronos is a child--
Child and father,
Or god rather,
And all gods are wild.

"Who reads Byron any more?"--
Shut the door
Momus, for I feel a draught;
Shut it quick, for some one laughed.--
What's become of
Browning? Some of
Wordsworth lumbers like a raft?

"What are poets to find here?"--
Have no fear:
When the stars are shining blue
There will yet be left a few
Themes availing--
And these failing,
Momus, there'll be you. 

1. Afterthoughts
2. Ballad of a Ship
3. Inferential
4. Credo
5. Neighbors

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