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Title	Poet	Year Written	Collection	Body
The Rhine	Lord Byron		English	To His Sister “Childe Harold,” Canto III. THE CASTLED crag of Drachenfels Frowns o’er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And...
The Rhodora	Ralph Waldo Emerson	1823	English	In may, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty...
The Rhodora	Ralph Waldo Emerson	1823	English	Lines on Being Asked, Whence Is the Flower? IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook: The purple petals fallen in the pool...
The Riddle we can guess			English	The Riddle we can guess We speedily despise — Not anything is stale so long As Yesterday's surprise —
The Ride to Cherokee	Amelia Walstien Carpenter		English	It ’s only we, Grimalkin, both fond and fancy free, So do your best, my beauty, for a home for you and me; For you the oats and leisure, for me the pipe and book, With sometimes, just at sunset, the long gray eastward look. For once there was another: ah, Kathrine...
The Ride to the Lady	Helen Gray Cone		English	“now since mine even is come at last,— For I have been the sport of steel, And hot life ebbeth from me fast, And I in saddle roll and reel,— Come bind me, bind me on my steed! Of fingering leech I have no need!” The chaplain clasped his mailëd knee...
The Right Must Win	Frederick William Faber		English	O, It is hard to work for God, To rise and take his part Upon this battle-field of earth, And not sometimes lose heart! He hides himself so wondrously, As though there were no God; He is least seen when all the powers Of ill are...
The right to perish might be thought				The right to perish might be thought An undisputed right — Attempt it, and the Universe Upon the opposite Will concentrate its officers — You cannot even die But nature and mankind must pause ...
The Riot			English	Old England, alas! what is come to thy sons! Such rioting over the Capital runs That has not been seen for a cent'ry before. A rabble like that at a country wake, when a poor harmless bull is fast tied to a stake, ...
The Rise of Man	John White Chadwick		English	Thou for whose birth the whole creation yearned Through countless ages of the morning world, Who, first in fiery vapors dimly hurled, Next to the senseless crystal slowly turned, Then to the plant which grew to something more,— Humblest of creatures that...
The Rise of Man	John White Chadwick		English	Thou for whose birth the whole creation yearned Through countless ages of the morning world, Who, first in fiery vapors dimly hurled, Next to the senseless crystal slowly turned, Then to the plant which grew to something more,— Humblest of creatures that...
The Road Not Taken			English	Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as...
The Road to Paradise is plain,			English	The Road to Paradise is plain, And holds scarce one. Not that it is not firm But we presume A Dimpled Road Is more preferred. The Belles of Paradise are few — Not me — nor you — But...
The Road was lit with Moon and star —			English	The Road was lit with Moon and star — The Trees were bright and still — Descried I — by the distant Light A Traveller on a Hill — To magic Perpendiculars Ascending, though Terrene — Unknown his shimmering...
The Roast Beef of Old England	Henry Fielding	1727	English	When mighty roast beef was the Englishman’s food, It ennobled our hearts, and enrichèd our blood; Our soldiers were brave, and our courtiers were good. O, the Roast Beef of old England, And O, the old English Roast Beef! But since we...
The Robin for the Crumb			English	The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady's name In Silver Chronicle.
The Robin is a Gabriel				The Robin is a Gabriel In humble circumstances — His Dress denotes him socially, Of Transport's Working Classes — He has the punctuality Of the New England Farmer — The same oblique integrity, ...
The Robin is the One			English	The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried — few — express Reports When March is scarcely on — The Robin is the One That overflow the Noon With her cherubic quantity — An...
The Robin's my Criterion for Tune —			English	The Robin's my Criterion for Tune — Because I grow — where Robins do — But, were I Cuckoo born — I'd swear by him — The ode familiar — rules the Noon — The Buttercup's, my Whim for Bloom — Because, we're...
The Rock and the Sea	Charlotte Perkins Gilman	1880	English	The Rock i AM the Rock, presumptuous Sea! I am set to encounter thee. Angry and loud, or gentle and still, I am set here to limit thy power, and I will— I am the Rock! I am the Rock. From age to age I scorn thy fury and dare thy...