Poems begining by R
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Records
© Allen Tate
At nine years a sickly boy lay down
At bedtime on a cot by mother's bed
And as the two darks merged the room became
So strange it left the boy half dead:
Rondeau III
© Geoffrey Chaucer
Syn I fro love escaped am so fat,
I nere thinke to ben in his prison lene;
Syn I am fre, I count hym not a bene.
Rejoyce chast Queen of Angels, and apply
© John Austin
Rejoyce chast Queen of Angels, and apply
All those blest Quires to sing this Victory:
He that was born of Thee, and dy'd for us,
Has conquer'd death; is risen glorious:
Sing then, and in thy hymns this mercy crave,
That thy great Son our souls in Judgment save.
Recollection of the Arabian Nights
© Alfred Tennyson
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free
In the silken sail of infancy,
Regret
© Celia Thaxter
SOFTLY Death touched her and she passed away
Out of this glad, bright world she made more fair,
Runic Verses
© George Borrow
O the force of Runic verses,
O the mighty strength of song
Cannot baffle all the curses
Which to mortal state belong.
Rose The Red And White Lily
© Andrew Lang
O Rose the Red and White Lilly,
Their mother dear was dead,
And their father married an ill woman,
Wishd them twa little guede.
Robert Browning
© Madison Julius Cawein
MASTER of human harmonies, where gong
And harp and violin and flute accord;
Each instrument confessing you its lord,
Within the deathless orchestra of Song.
Reynard The Fox - Part 2
© John Masefield
Down in the village men awoke,
The chimneys breathed with a faint blue smoke;
The fox slept on, though tweaks and twitches,
Due to his dreams, ran down his flitches.
Regarding (1) The U.S. And (2) New York
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Before I was a travelled bird,
I scoffed, in my provincial way,
At other lands; I deemed absurd
All nations but these U.S.A.
Rimas XIII
© Gustavo Adolfo Becquer
Tu pupila es azul, y cuando ries,
Su claridad suave me recuerda
El tremulo fulgor de la manana
Que en el mar se refleja.
Rondel. (From The Duke Of Orleans)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Hence away, begone, begone,
Carking care and melancholy!
Ripley
© Henry Timrod
Rich in red honors, that upon him lie
As lightly as the Summer dews
Fall where he won his fame beneath the sky
Of tropic Vera Cruz;
Reply to Mr. Liu Yazi 1949
© Mao Zedong
I still remember our drinking tea in Guangzhou
And your asking for verses in Chongqing as the leaves yellowed.
Rubies
© Arthur Symons
There are nine rubles in this Indian ring,
And every blood-red ruby is a part
