num_pages: 43
description: Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
language: English
title: Children of the night
titlecomplete: Children of the night
genres: Classics, Poetry
ratings_count: 60
publisher: Gordon Press