Poems begining by R
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Reach Your Hand To Me
© James Whitcomb Riley
Reach your hand to me, my friend,
With its heartiest caress--
Religious Musings : A Desultory Poem Written On The Christmas Eve Of 1794
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
What tho' first,
In years unseason'd, I attuned the lay
To idle passion and unreal woe?
Yet serious truth her empire o'er my song
Robins Secret
© Katharine Lee Bates
T IS the blithest, bonniest weather for a bird to flirt a feather,
For a bird to trill and warble, all his wee red breast a-swell.
I ve a secret. You may listen till your blue eyes dance and glisten,
Little maiden, but I ll never, never, never, never tell.
Reader Of Books
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
My dear friend, and I have tried to find
My paradise in serfdom of a soul,
I liked them all the odd ways of a mind
Without hopes, or memories, or goals.
Recompense: (For Lord Kilhacken)
© Katharine Tynan
That which I saved I lost
And that I lost I found,
And you are mine, oh tender little ghost,
Whose grave is holy ground.
Resurrection, imperfect
© John Donne
Sleep sleep old Sun, thou canst not have repast
As yet, the wound thou tookst on friday last;
Ralphius
© John Donne
Compassion in the world again is bred ;
Ralphius is sick, the broker keeps his bed.
Rokeby: Canto V.
© Sir Walter Scott
"Summer eve is gone and past,
Summer dew is falling fast;
I have wander'd all the day,
Do not bid me farther stray!
Gentle hearts, of gentle kin,
Take the wandering harper in."
Rimas VII
© Gustavo Adolfo Becquer
Del salon en el angulo obscuro,
De su dueno tal vez olvidada,
Silenciosa y cubierta de polvo
Veiase el arpa.
"Raging winter wind"
© Lesbia Harford
"Raging winter wind
Let loose in springtime
What is the message your cold touch brings?"
Spite of days and dreams,
Warm and easy and sublime,
Terror crouches always at the heart of things.
Rejoice
© George MacDonald
"Rejoice," said the Sun; "I will make thee gay
With glory and gladness and holiday;
I am dumb, O man, and I need thy voice!"
But man would not rejoice.
Resignation
© Alfred Austin
Since we the march of Time can not arrest,
Keep you in step with him till Time shall end:
Rain
© Emile Verhaeren
Rain, with its many wrinkles, the long rain
With its grey nails, and with its watery mane;
The long rain of these lands of long ago,
The rain, eternal in its torpid flow!
Reciprocity
© George MacDonald
Her mother, Elfie older grown,
One evening, for adieu,
Said, "You'll not mind being left alone,
For God takes care of you!"
Ronde Flamande
© Charles Cros
Si j'étais roi de la forêt,
Je mettrais une couronne
Toute d'or; en velours bleuet
J'aurais un trône,
Rimas LXIX
© Gustavo Adolfo Becquer
Al brillar un relampago nacemos,
Y aun dura su fulgor, cuando morimos:
iTan corto es el vivir!
La gloria y el amor tras que corremos,
Sombras de un sueno son que perseguimos:
iDespertar es morir!
Roses And Rue
© Sara Teasdale
Bring me the roses white and red,
And take the laurel leaves away;
Yea, wreathe the roses round my head
That wearies 'neath the crown of bay.
Resurrection
© Katharine Tynan
Now the golden daffodil
Lifts from earth his shining head
That was lately frozen still
In the gardens of the dead.
