Richard Cory
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean-favoured 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.
And he was rich, yes, richer than a king,
And admirably school in every grace:
In fine we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked and waited for the light,
And went without the meat and cursed the
bread,
And Richard Cory, one a calm summer night,
Went home and pull a bullet in his head.
Richard Cory
Tuwing pupunta si Richard Cory sa bayan,
Ako at ang mamayang tao nakatingin sa kanya:
Siya isang maginoo mula ulo hanggang
talampakan.
Malinis at payat kung siyay titignan.
At siyay palaging tahimik na nararamtam.
At siyay palaging tao kapag siyay makikipag-
usap;
Kapag siyay babati ng Magandang Umaga!
madaming taong gumiginhawa.
Siyay mayaman, oo, mas mayaman siya kesa sa
hari,
Hinahangaan siya ng madaming tao dahil sa
awa:
Akala naming, siya ang lahat lahat
Para hilingin namin na maging isang katulad
niya.
Hinayaan, nagtrabo at naghintay sa liwanag.
Nagugutom kami, kumakain kami na may amag
na tinapay.
Isang kalamdong tag-init na gabi, Si Richard
Cory,
Umuwi sa bahay at nakita nalang may tama ng
bala sa ulo.