A Hymn To Rhamnousia (Verse One) Poem by Robert Rochte

A Hymn To Rhamnousia (Verse One)

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O Rhamnousia, mighty queen,
With rod and scourge adamantine;
Fell the mighty; justice serve:
Leave naught but tears and funeral dirge.

Thursday, February 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: funeral,justice,tears
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