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Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935).  Collected Poems. 1921.
  
II. The Children of the Night
35. On the Night of a Friend’s Wedding
  
IF ever I am old, and all alone,
I shall have killed one grief, at any rate;
For then, thank God, I shall not have to wait
Much longer for the sheaves that I have sown.
The devil only knows what I have done,        5
But here I am, and here are six or eight
Good friends, who most ingenuously prate
About my songs to such and such a one.
 
But everything is all askew to-night,—
As if the time were come, or almost come,       10
For their untenanted mirage of me
To lose itself and crumble out of sight,
Like a tall ship that floats above the foam
A little while, and then breaks utterly.

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