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Rimini by Rudyard Kipling
Marching Song of a Roman Legion of the Later Empire Enlarged From "Puck of Pook’s Hill"
When I left..
Rimmon by Rudyard Kipling
1903
After Boer War
Duly with knees that feign to quake--
Bent head and shaded brow,--
Yet..
Road-Song of the Bandar-Log by Rudyard Kipling
(From The Jungle Book)
Here we go in a flung festoon,
Half-way up to the jealous moon!
Don’t you..
Romulus and Remus by Rudyard Kipling
Oh, little did the Wolf-Child care--
When first he planned his home,
What City should arise and b..
Route Marchin' by Rudyard Kipling
We’re marchin’ on relief over Injia’s sunny plains,
A little front o’ Christmas-time an’ just be’in..
Russia To The Pacifists by Rudyard Kipling
1918
God rest you, peaceful gentlemen, let nothing you dismay,
But--leave your sports a little whi..
Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley...
No kitchens on the run, no striking camp...
We mov..
Rite of Spring by Seamus Heaney
So winter closed its fist
And got it stuck in the pump.
The plunger froze up a lump
In its thro..
Reconciliation by Siegfried Sassoon
When you are standing at your hero’s grave,
Or near some homeless village where he died,
Remember,..
Repression of War Experience by Siegfried Sassoon
Now light the candles; one; two; there’s a moth;
What silly beggars they are to blunder in
And s..
Remorse by Siegfried Sassoon
Lost in the swamp and welter of the pit,
He flounders off the duck-boards; only he knows
Each fl..
Root Cellar by Theodore Roethke
Nothing would sleep in that cellar, dank as a ditch,
Bulbs broke out of boxes hunting for chinks in..
Revulsion by Thomas Hardy
THOUGH I waste watches framing words to fetter
Some spirit to mine own in clasp and kiss,
Out of t..
Rome at the Pyramid of Cestius Near the Graves of Shelley and Keats by Thomas Hardy
Who, then, was Cestius,
And what is he to me? -
Amid thick thoughts and memories multitudinous
..
Rome: On the Palatine. by Thomas Hardy
We walked where Victor Jove was shrined awhile,
And passed to Livia’s rich red mural show,
Whenc..
Rome: Building a New Street in the Ancient Quarter by Thomas Hardy
These numbered cliffs and gnarls of masonry
Outskeleton Time’s central city, Rome;
Whereof each..
Rome: The Vatican-Sala Delle Muse. by Thomas Hardy
I sat in the Muses’ Hall at the mid of the day,
And it seemed to grow still, and the people to pas..
Rom: On the Palatine by Thomas Hardy
We walked where Victor Jove was shrined awhile,
And passed to Livia’s rich red mural show,
Whenc..
Refugee Blues by W. H. Auden
Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet..
Roman Wall Blues by W. H. Auden
Over the heather the wet wind blows,
I’ve lice in my tunic and a cold in my nose.
The rain com..
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