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A.R.

Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall.

Dean Rader

Charles Rafferty

Jacie Ragan.

Tatiana Figueroa Ramirez.

Edwin C. Ranck.

Jacques J. Rancourt.

Edward S. Rand.

Theodore H. Rand

Herbert Randall.

Jessy Randall.

Julian Randall

Melissa Range.

Camille Rankine

John Crowe Ransom.

Diane Raptosh.

Wendy Rathbone.

Beatrice Ravenel.

Henrietta Cordelia Ray.

G.A. Raybold.

Molly Raynor.

Thomas Buchanan Read.

John Reade.

Bino A. Realuyo

Rebecca [author].

m.s. RedCherries.

Ishmael Reed.

Justin Phillip Reed

Tennessee Reed.

Elizabeth Rees.

Roger Reeves

Alexandra Lytton Regalado.

M. Regan.

Mayne Reid.

Ariana Reines.

Paisley Rekdal.

Alexis Renata.

Marcie R. Rendon.

Agnes Repplier.

A.J. Requier.

Charles Reznikoff.

heidi andrea restrepo rhodes

Ernest Rhys

Cale Young Rice.

Grantland Rice

Adrienne Rich

Mark Rich.

Susan Rich

Edgell Rickword.

Henry Scott Riddell.

John Rollin Ridge

Lola Ridge

Jack Ridl.

Fasasi Ridwan.

Lynn Riggs.

James Whitcombe Riley

Rainer Maria Rilke

Arthur Rimbaud.

Kris Ringman.

Alberto Rios

Julia Rios.

Joseph Rios.

Mrs. A. Ritson.

Carlos Manuel Rivera.

Raquel Sala Rivera

Charles G.D. Roberts.

Elizabeth Madox Roberts.

Lloyd Roberts.

Valencia Robin

Edwin Arlington Robinson

Mrs. Mary Robinson.

Henry W. Rockwell.

Rennell Rodd.

Amy Redpath Roddick.

Rachel Rodman.

Luis J. Rodriguez

Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers.

T.W. Rolleston.

Alice Wellington Rollins

Sahar Romani.

Karen A. Romanko.

Levi Romero.

Hester J. Rook.

Kenneth Rookwood.

John Jerome Rooney.

Lee Ann Roripaugh

Giovannai Rosa.

Patrick Rosal.

Isaac Rosenberg.

Joshua Ross.

Christina Rossetti

Dante Gabriel Rossetti.

Annie Rothwell: See Annie Rothwell Christie.

Ellen Rowland.

Helen Rowland.

Kamini Roy.

Purbasha Roy.

Deborah Ruddell.

Mark Rudolph.

Muriel Rukeyser.

Rumi.

Thomas Runciman.

Lauren Russell.

Nicky Russell.

Captain Owen Rutter.

Father [Abram Joseph] Ryan.

Kay Ryan



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Already are dark threats breathed forth - A. R. "The Count of Paris" [The Knickerbocker v.22 no.4, Oct. 1843]

Had known each other's form - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

And mingled in the heartless throng as thoughtlessly as they - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Nature wooeth back no wanderer to her arms - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Have vanished with the things that were - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Amid the wrecks of truth - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Dreamed a thousand dreams and found them all untrue - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Found bitter drops in every cup - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

That no rude voice from coming years may break - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

No cloud of doubt come o'er your sky - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]


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Where spring's first violets perished - Edward S. Rand "Fallen" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

The budding summer hopes our hearts too fondly cherished - Edward S. Rand "Fallen" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

Bring not back the past, to brim our cup of sorrow - Edward S. Rand "Fallen" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

Trembling lips pour the sad dirge of sighing - Edward S. Rand "Fallen" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

Though in the strife our heart-strings break - Edward S. Rand "Fallen" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

To whom the darkness whispers of the dawning - Edward Sprague Rand "The Lesson of the Hour" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

Jealous raving, wild and frantic - Edward Sprague Rand "The Lesson of the Hour" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

The daybeams creep along the serried pines - Edward S. Rend, Jr. "Promise" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.1, March 1863]

Shadows brood among the silent valleys - Edward S. Rend, Jr. "Promise" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.1, March 1863]

Bright burns the searching flame - Edward S. Rend, Jr. "Promise" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.1, March 1863]

Whose fair mirages coming hours dispel - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Not to the moments that have hurried by - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Whose smouldering embers lie, sad relics - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

A land whose hopes find no fruition - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

On its clouds a soul-reflected light - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Prate not of failing hopes, of fading flowers - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Whine not in melancholy, plaintive lays - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Carries a magic nothing can withstand - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

And to the weary be a helping hand - Edward S. Rand "A Song of the Present" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]


I am assuming that 'Rend' attached to "Promise" is a typo for 'Rand.' I may be wrong and am therefore leaving the spelling as I found it.


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Dryad hiding among fallen graves - Wendy Rathbone "Gravemaid"

Gathered about her a skirt of brittle leaves - Wendy Rathbone "Gravemaid"

In the forlorn dark - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

Where the hues are atrophy and grief - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

Dragging pentacles in the dust - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

Overlooking the broken cliffs of the moon - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"


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The echo of the last link breaking - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

With heart-strings aching to breathe - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Every hope more vague and undefined - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Have enthroned that element divine - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Our mutual images have found a shrine - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Have torn our hearts and hands asunder - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

To find a future brighter than the past - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Though this widowed heart may love another - Mayne Reid "To Guadalupe" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

From the world, conceal a suffering flame - Mayne Reid "To Her Who Can Understand It" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

By the strong pride of an unfeeling will - Mayne Reid "To Her Who Can Understand It" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

In the lone hours of the voiceless night - Mayne Reid "To Her Who Can Understand It" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

An agony of longing to dream again - Mayne Reid "To Her Who Can Understand It" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

Mock not love so deeply hearted - Mayne Reid "To Her Who Can Understand It" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

With that light seeming which deceit can give - Mayne Reid "To Her Who Can Understand It" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]


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The amen in the prayer you never say - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Where the wolves came to drink - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Beneath the net of hollow stars - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Of the piano and machine gun - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

A weed we named white whisper - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Light on the underside of leaves - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

What rust peels away - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

The space between musical notes - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

Plus signs and hummingbirds - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

The welcoming smell of words - Jack Ridl "The Nonattachment of Buddhism"


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Feverish light flung hard upon their faces - Paisley Rekdal "Bats"

Patterning a name in driblets of iodine - Paisley Rekdal "Bats"

My own voice frozen in the yard - Paisley Rekdal "The Cry"

Each cry dissolves into the next grown louder - Paisley Rekdal "The Cry"

Glass panes behind which stars rise - Paisley Rekdal "The Cry"

Sun would turn him commonplace - Paisley Rekdal "Driving to Santa Fe"

Then the dark came down again between us - Paisley Rekdal "Driving to Santa Fe"

Affection that depends on memory to survive - Paisley Rekdal "Intimacy"

A labyrinth of black roses - Paisley Rekdal "Joan of England in Bordeaux, 1348"

As a scythe of birds swings over the road - Paisley Rekdal "Joan of England in Bordeaux, 1348"

What dark road will they ride together? - Paisley Rekdal "Joan of England in Bordeaux, 1348"

Stepping forth from the forest to challenge Apollo - Paisley Rekdal "Marsyas"

Staring at the god he could never rival - Paisley Rekdal "Marsyas"

The jealousy knifed inside the mortal talent - Paisley Rekdal "Marsyas"

The cold perfection threaded through with rage - Paisley Rekdal "Marsyas"

Taking from his rival fear and desire - Paisley Rekdal "Marsyas"

The glass itself now tinged with ash - Paisley Rekdal "Murano"

Into the blank, toward the nothing - Paisley Rekdal "Once"

An extravagance we were meant for - Paisley Rekdal "Once"

In the perfect universe of math - Paisley Rekdal "Philip Larkin's Koan"

Will not subtract itself from the equation - Paisley Rekdal "Philip Larkin's Koan"

To recalculate our infinite extinction - Paisley Rekdal "Philip Larkin's Koan"

Horn and scale both less and more than dead - Paisley Rekdal "Philip Larkin's Koan"

Figurative dreams that now haunt us - Paisley Rekdal "Philip Larkin's Koan"

Memory's another flaw in our equation - Paisley Rekdal "Philip Larkin's Koan"

Could train a tree for what desire anticipates - Paisley Rekdal "Psalm"

Placed at the ancient heart of a temple - Paisley Rekdal "Psalm"

At whose feet should I lay disappointment? - Paisley Rekdal "Psalm"

The tree traffics in a singular astonishment - Paisley Rekdal "Psalm"

Stewed it with sugar and lemon peel - Paisley Rekdal "Psalm"

Until the gold ran rich and thick into jars - Paisley Rekdal "Psalm"

Into the sweet and salt mix of waters - Paisley Rekdal "Vessels"

Regardless of the harvester's denials - Paisley Rekdal "Vessels"

Linked by what you think is pain - Paisley Rekdal "Vessels"

Out only chosen future - Paisley Rekdal "何日/What Day"

The moon wheels its white shoulder - Paisley Rekdal "何日/What Day"

The memory we share of rivers - Paisley Rekdal "何日/What Day"

Any body can be a bridge - Paisley Rekdal "何日/What Day"

Scrub off the oddities and freedoms of its difference - Paisley Rekdal "Wild Horses"

Renounce some part of politics and faith - Paisley Rekdal "Wild Horses"

How unstable the poweres to which we grow attached - Paisley Rekdal "Wild Horses"


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watered with the fallen dreams of all women - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

sacrifice dreams for future generations - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

her breath moves all the winds of time - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

hope on ice sharpened days and nights - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

a motionless mirror of the full moon sky - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

gives you her strength in your sleepless dreams - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

forward to all the future generations - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

you have given birth to daytime visions - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

only the empty hollow of what could have been - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

as it bursts full flame upon the earth - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

dreams wash spirits in midnight waters - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

my songs carried on strands of memory - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

these travels carry their dreams forward - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

midnight dreams a dim reflection of a lifetime - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

spirits washed in midnight waters - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

Sinewed dreams string together bones of hope - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

the blinding mirror image of near-sighted dreams - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

On a ship bound from nowhere - Marcie R. Rendon "Of This Turtle Island"

Lost on a foreign continent - Marcie R. Rendon "Of This Turtle Island"


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A single drop would overfill - A.J. Requier "A Charm"

To stay the tides that speak - A.J. Requier "A Charm"

Dark as the current of a dream - A.J. Requier "Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

And serves to light our solemn way - A.J. Requier "Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Only where a snare is lying low - A.J. Requier "Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Swift as the rainbow's graceful flight - A.J. Requier "Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Which we cast at the young heart's devotion - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Blush of a Peri that smiles in a dream - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Dwell on each glance of affection - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Seeks to freeze the remembrance of tears - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

As the ever-green ivy encircles the oak - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Together they bend and together are broke - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]
Intermingled in being and blended in breath - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Come fate with her darkest, her gloomiest band - A.J. Requier "Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

And shadows on the arras flit - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

An old clock in the corner stands - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Who entered the room without nod or knock - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

High with the fate of game - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

The stranger that entered without a word - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Answered the solemn chime of the clock - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

From the dark caverns of the past - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Through all their chambers dim and vast - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Who would reap where fortune's wheel hath trod - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

The key was turned in that rusty door - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]


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We wish to curate a garden of stars - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

The path to a garden of starlight and wonder - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Paved with the dreams of those who do not accept - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

To grow stars, start with moon dust - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Then throw everything you know away - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Pass this message onward as energy fades - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Will served to feed new wonders, more delights - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"


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For my little Moses hidden where no one could see - Elizabeth Madox Roberts "Among the Rushes"

And one was some fennel up on the shore - Elizabeth Madox Roberts "At the Water"

One was the smell of cool wet moss - Elizabeth Madox Roberts "At the Water"

Came with strawberry leaves in her bill - Elizabeth Madox Roberts "Babes in the Woods"

Sand at the bottom that bites at your feet - Elizabeth Madox Roberts "The Branch"


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When the last bitterness was past - Rennell Rodd "Actea"

Wreck of the lost human soul left free - Rennell Rodd "Actea"

Grew to perfect summer in one day - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

Where Circe's isle floats purple - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

Far away above the golden haze - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

The burden of an old world song - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

With three years' dust above the mellow wine - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

Where Nereid maids about the sea-god throng - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

And night shall have her dirge - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

With a glimmer of rustling weeds - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

The dust of a world forgotten lay under the barren ground - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Old record of loves and tears - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Their gilded galleys came home from a hundred seas - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

The song that the years have silenced - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

But we went from the sorrowful city and wandered - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

From the ways that our feet have chosen - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Clung to the chance promise - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

But we wait for a day that dawns not - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

While we are deep in dreaming the light - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

To gather the days misspent - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

The wreck of their marble glory lies - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Dreaming for the weary heart of the past - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Seed that the years have scattered - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

And we took no count of the hours - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Sunbeams chained for a banner - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

With the gladness of years unspent - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

From a gloom of a world forgotten to the light of a world to be - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Wait not along the shore - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Suns go down beyond the windy seas - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

No voice from these on any landward wind - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Out of all tracks along the sea's highway - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Where never wild seas break - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Beyond where any suns of yours have set - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

All stormy ways and wanderings - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Beneath far fathom depths of waves - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Through death to knowledge of all things - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

From out the silence of their unknown fate - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

This was the end love made - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

Never thought that love had such an end - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

Tapers burning in the dim half-light - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

Beneath green leaves and lilies white - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

And you with your dreaming eyes - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Till even my own dream dies - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Smile at my old white years - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

When songs were laughter and hope - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

My faiths have been dead so long - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Heard a song that the wood gods sing - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

All things blend in the world's great harmony - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Have learnt the riddle of seas and sands - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

There is no room left for my wonderland - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

The wonderful harmony of the earth and the skies - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Far off from the mad world's ways - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

In the gleam of the gold-washed sea - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Quiet for murmuring winds at strife - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

Waves that foam and riot about the seas of life - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

The warning blown back on every wind - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

Whirled through in wild confusion - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

The sea of disillusion that lies beyond the gate - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

A ruby path between the earth and sky - Rennell Rodd "From the Hills of Gardens"

Where the sorrows of our singers lie - Rennell Rodd "From the Hills of Gardens"

And lay a daisy at the feet of God - Rennell Rodd "From the Hills of Gardens"

We two must wait for the angel's key - Rennell Rodd "Hic Jacet"

What flowers find heart to die - Rennell Rodd "If Any One Return"

Fresh tears wet upon the hard cold face - Rennell Rodd "Imperator Augustus"

And nods assent to each familiar line - Rennell Rodd "In a Church"

Red and gold strike down the twilight dim - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

Glide down the music's swell - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

The folding arms of peace - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

Whose dim foreknowledge is at rest - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

This is the hour of ghosts that rise - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

Look into the shadow with moon-dazed eyes - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

And the whole red tragedy over again - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

The ghostly galleys ride out - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

Till the owl's long cry dies down - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

And one star waits for the dawning light - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

I could not choose but wonder - Rennell Rodd "Long After"

What wildly spurring warrior-wraiths are these? - Rennell Rodd "On the Border Hills"

About their shadow-haunted circle clings - Rennell Rodd "On the Border Hills"

Sweet grace of low replies - Rennell Rodd "Requiescat"

Where the numberless dead cities sleep - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

The toll men pay to that strange ferry-boat - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

One picture of that immemorial land - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

Ere she stood before the queen Persephone - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

She holds a shadowy mirror to her eyes - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

With the yew-tree grove on its crest - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Who sailed in a snake-prowed galley - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

With a terror of twenty swords - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

From the fiords of the sunless winter - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Over the whole world's sea-board the shadow of Odin passed - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

And he came from a hundred battles - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Had drunken the draught of triumph - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

And the wild god rode on the storm - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

The old man laughed in the thunder - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Waved his sword in the lightnings - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Flashed out from the flame-flushed skies - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

And the rocks are at war with the waters - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

With the jagged grey teeth in the storm - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

All through the golden weather - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

Autumn's wind uncloses the heart of all your flowers - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

One word spoken, one whisper of regret - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

The dream had not been broken - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

Into all our dreaming drew the spirit of the stars - Rennell Rodd "A Star-Dream"

Those days are long departed - Rennell Rodd "Those Days Are Long Departed"

We asked our way of the swallow - Rennell Rodd "Those Days Are Long Departed"

Unknown among the long-forgotten - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

The stone cried out for vengeance - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

Wonders to sweet music set - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

His name the thunder of a battle call - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

Among the things forgotten and untold - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

Through realms the dead inherit - Rennell Rodd "When I Am Dead"

And pass where whirlwinds go - Rennell Rodd "When I Am Dead"

We shall stand above the thunder - Rennell Rodd "When I Am Dead"

A sweet still night of the vintage time - Rennell Rodd "Where the Rhone Goes Down to the Sea"

Bring back dreams of the days long dead - Rennell Rodd "Where the Rhone Goes Down to the Sea"

Alone with the night wind's sigh - Rennell Rodd "Where the Rhone Goes Down to the Sea"


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And the sacred knot thereon - T.W. Rolleston "The Dead at Clonmacnois"

Moving some mystic dance to tread - T.W. Rolleston "The Spell-Struck"

The sound that held her listening - T.W. Rolleston "The Spell-Struck"

That once have tasted the fairy banquet's bliss - T.W. Rolleston "The Spell-Struck"

But when she dies in autumn - T.W. Rolleston "The Spell-Struck"


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To catch the last vestiges of someone's history - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

In that hummed and whistled journey - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

Brought in by the winds of our own stormy reluctance - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

That does not distinguish between yesterday or tomorrow - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

Your eyes blazing in the moonless night - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"


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The dials of earth may show - Father Ryan "The Rosary of My Years"

By the shade of our souls - Father Ryan "The Rosary of My Years"

The tempest and tears of the deep - Father Ryan "The Rosary of My Years"

A thousand joys may foam - Father Ryan "The Rosary of My Years"

On the billows of all the years - Father Ryan "The Rosary of My Years"


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And she wears seaweed in her hair - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

Scuttle into sand-tubes and hide amongst the spinifex - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

Hurling their smoked shells back into the sea - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

The world is still for three heartbeats - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

The crabs flee deep into the dunes - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

She steps silent from the sky onto sand - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

And kisses the sparrows in her hair - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

Could pluck it from the air with my teeth - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Night is stretched across the frame of the sky - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

I am whole in the moonlight - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Drenched with the perfumes of summer nights and rose-hush - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Imagining a hundred thousand different futures - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Acid-dipped, and sky-tempered, storm-bathed - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Singing through moon-filled teeth - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Testing each new path that has bloomed before me - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Sun soaked and dusk stained - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"

I struggle not to drown in the air above you - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"

Touched only by star and the wild - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"

When we kiss my lips shatter like bleeding glass - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"


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Weary watchers, guard the solemn scene - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Amid mirth's unrestricted din - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

From treacherous quicksands or from leeward shore - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Robust dwellers, prodigal of time - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Dance with unmeasured mirth, enraptured - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Before the stern destroyer all shall bow - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]


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Scattered into flight the Vows of Lent - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Before the phantom of Pale Winter died - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Love's light Hand is knocking at the door - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

The New Moon reviving old desires - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

His heart with madness overflowing - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Who now make merry at the gloom - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Beyond the whirl of madd'ning cares - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

That dark taste still lingers in the mouth - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

With a saving drink of iced Nepenthe comes - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Each morn some fresh repentance brings - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

But where leaves the vows of Yesterday - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

If my conscience seem an idle joke - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Nor mock with laughter his most subtle lies - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

But was I sober when I swore? - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

To drown the memory of such insolence - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

And trail your Egotism in the dust - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

That clears to-day of unpaid debts and future fears - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Make the most of what you still may spend - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

And e'en in Eden flirted with the Snake - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"


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Avoiding the only safe terrain - Mark Rudolph "Surreal Wedding"

Guarded by the granite names of dead parishioners - Mark Rudolph "Surreal Wedding"

Gifts delivered without a sense of etiquette - Mark Rudolph "Surreal Wedding"

A melody old as rain and excellent of voice - Mark Rudolph "Surreal Wedding"

Growls at nothing but his own heartbeat - Mark Rudolph "Tarot Cards and UFOs"

Firemen hacking into the heart of the blaze - Mark Rudolph "Tarot Cards and UFOs"

As they burn up in the heat of her escape - Mark Rudolph "Tarot Cards and UFOs"

How the ocean steals anything it wants - Mark Rudolph "Threnody at Sea"

Calling us all out into the waves - Mark Rudolph "Threnody at Sea"

Stripped of everything, even our names - Mark Rudolph "Threnody at Sea"


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Because my country has robbed me of living - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Exactly where my country ended me - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Initiate the poetics of my history - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

A body protesting thinks itself as a door - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Has learned to carve many doors out of its darkness - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

But the exit is never to see light - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Your country shows you its wound - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Nightingales crashing their voices through - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Everything becomes a protest against darkness - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"


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