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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PRODIGAL SON, by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You are not merry, brother. Why not laugh Last Line: May find you planting lentils on my grave Subject(s): Consolation | |||
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