Word: consulships
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...dreary house," he kept himself and Pegasus fed by doing odd jobs, was once a construction inspector on the subway. Only U.S. poet ever reviewed by a U.S. President, Robinson got more attention when Theodore Roosevelt wrote an encomium of his poetry in the Outlook, and offered him a consulship in Mexico. Robinson declined the consulship, accepted a job in the New York Customs House, which he kept until his royalties grew big enough to support him. A shy, scholarly bachelor, he spends his winters in Boston and Manhattan, his summers at the MacDowell Colony, Peterboro, N. H., where...
...Boston and Manhattan, summers at artistic MacDowell Colony, Peterboro, N. H., does much of his writing there. Poverty once drove him to take a job as dump cart inspector on a subway construction. When Theodore Roosevelt was President he read and liked Robinson's poetry, offered him a consulship in Mexico which Robinson refused. Tall, thin, baldish, spectacled, with a mustache partly concealing his hypersensitive mouth, Poet Robinson never talks about his own poetry, never criticizes other people's, "wouldn't read in public for a million dollars." He loves to read detective stories, does not know...
...carpet factory), lived Poet Robinson. He had been through the good schools of Maine and spent two years at Harvard. In Manhattan next, while Masefield tended a Sixth Avenue bar, Robinson checked off loads of stone delivered for subway construction. There Theodore Roosevelt discovered him, offered him a consulship in Mexico. But the poet refused to leave Manhattan, accepted instead a job at the Customs House. A slow recognition, starting with the Pulitzer Prize in 1921, culminated two years ago with lavish sales of Tristram, his third Pulitzer Prize winner...
...views, virtues, and vertigoes. Jean J. Rousseau would adore her as he left for the zoo; Gauter would sing of her as he polished his waistcoat buttons; Plato would not believe she existed; and Aristotle would give up his chair of comparative literature. Horace might add that in the consulship of Marcellus women did'nt make quite such a disturbance. Yes, this lady from the Balkans is romantic to the core. And so is the Fourth Estate...
...find they beat as against wind. The great issues lie on the shelves, gathering dust, while politicians parade pretty toys for the inveterate voters. They know that the intellectuals will be off deciding whether the reactionary or the radical is the best fall bonnet, and as in the consulship of Marcellus, winter will come, spring will follow, and politics will have done little more than to parade in the public prints as featuring the latest fancies in popular sentiment. If democracy meant government by the people and man were a thinking being instead of a being possessed of emotive discursiveness...