R.

Race.

He lives to build, not boast, a generous race;

No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.

1424

RICHARD SAVAGE:

The Bastard,

Line 7.

Rage.

Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire

1425

DRYDEN:

Alex. Feast,

Line 160.

Rain.

For the rain it raineth every day.

1426

SHAKS.:

Tw. Night,

Act v., Sc. 1.

How beautiful is the rain!

After the dust and heat,

In the broad and fiery street,

In the narrow lane,

How beautiful is the rain!

1427

LONGFELLOW:

Rain in Summer,

Sts. 1 and 2.

The rain comes when the wind calls.

1428

EMERSON:

Woodnotes,

Pt. ii., Line 271.

In winter, when the dismal rain

Came down in slanting lines.

1429

ALEXANDER SMITH:

A Life Drama,

Sc. 2.

Rainbow.

Hail, many-colored messenger, that ne'er

Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;

Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers

Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers;

And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown

My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down,

Rich scarf to my proud earth.

1430

SHAKS.:

Tempest,

Act iv., Sc. 1.

That gracious thing made up of tears and light.

1431

COLERIDGE:

Two Founts,

St. 5.

The rainbow comes and goes,

And lovely is the rose.

1432

WORDSWORTH:

Intimations of Immortality,

St. 2.

There was an awful rainbow once in heaven:

We know her woof, her texture; she is given

In the dull catalogue of common things.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

1433

KEATS:

Lamia,

Pt. ii.

Rank.

Superior worth your rank requires:

For that, mankind reveres your sires;

If you degenerate from your race,

Their merits heighten your disgrace.

1434

GAY:

Fables,

Pt. ii, Fable 11.

The rank is but the guinea stamp,

The man's the gowd for a' that.

1435

BURNS:

For a' That and a' That.

Raptures.

If such there breathe, go, mark him well!

For him no minstrel raptures swell.

1436

SCOTT:

Lay of the Last Minstrel,

Canto vi., St. 1.

Rashness.

Where men of judgment creep and feel their way,

The positive pronounce without dismay.

1437

COWPER:

Conversation,

Line 145.

One more unfortunate

Weary of breath,

Rashly importunate,

Gone to her death.

1438

HOOD:

The Bridge of Sighs.

Reading.

Many books,

Wise men have said, are wearisome; who reads

Incessantly, and to his reading brings not

A spirit and judgment equal or superior,

Uncertain and unsettled still remains—

Deep versed in books, and shallow in himself.

1439

MILTON:

Par. Regained,

Bk. iv., Line 321.

When the last reader reads no more.

1440

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES:

The Last Reader.

Stuff the head

With all such reading as was never read:

For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it.

1441

POPE:

Dunciad,

Bk. iv., Line 249.

Realms.

These are our realms, no limit to their sway,—

Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.

1442

BYRON:

Corsair,

Canto i., St. 1.

Reason.

I have no other but a woman's reason;

I think him so, because I think him so.

1443

SHAKS.:

Two Gent. of V.,

Act i., Sc. 2.

Reason raise o'er instinct as you can,

In this 'tis God directs, in that 'tis man.

1444

POPE:

Essay on Man,

Epis. iii., Line 97.

I would make

Reason my guide.

1445

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:

Conjunction of Jupiter and Venus.

The confidence of reason give,

And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live!

1446

WORDSWORTH:

Ode to Duty.

Indu'd

With sanctity of reason.

1447

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. vii., Line 507.

Rebellion.

Their weapons only

Seem'd on our side, but, for their spirits and souls,

This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,

As fish are in a pond.

1448

SHAKS.:

2 Henry IV.,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Rebellion now began, for lack

Of zeal and plunder, to grow slack.

1449

BUTLER:

Hudibras,

Pt. iii., Canto ii., Line 31.

Rebuff.

Then welcome each rebuff

That turns earth's smoothness rough,

Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go!

1450

ROBERT BROWNING:

Rabbi Ben Ezra.

Rebuke.

Forbear sharp speeches to her; She's a lady

So tender of rebukes, that words are strokes,

And strokes death to her.

1451

SHAKS.:

Cymbeline,

Act iii., Sc. 5.

Reckoning.

So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er,

The dreadful reck'ning, and men smile no more.

1452

GAY:

What D' ye Call It,

Act ii., Sc. 9.

Recollection.

How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood,

When fond recollection presents them to view.

1453

WORDSWORTH:

The Old Oaken Bucket.

Reconciliation.

Never can true reconcilement grow,

Where wounds of deadly hate have pierc'd so deep.

1454

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. iv., Line 98.

Records.

In records that defy the tooth of time.

1455

YOUNG:

The Statesman's Creed.

Recreation.

Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue

But moody and dull melancholy,

Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair,

And, at her heels, a huge infectious troop

Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life?

1456

SHAKS.:

Com. of Errors,

Act v., Sc. 1.

Of recreation there is none

So free as Fishing is alone;

All other pastimes do no less

Than mind and body both possess:

My hand alone my work can do,

So I can fish and study too.

1457

IZAAK WALTON:

The Complete Angler.

The Angler's Song.

Redress.

What need we any spur but our own cause

To prick us to redress.

1458

SHAKS.:

Jul. Cæsar,

Act ii., Sc. 1.

Reflection.

Remembrance and reflection how allied!

What thin partitions sense from thought divide!

1459

POPE:

Essay on Man,

Epis. i., Line 225.

Reformation.

'Tis the talent of our English nation,

Still to be plotting some new Reformation.

1460

DRYDEN:

Sophonisba,

Prologue.

Regret.

O last regret, regret can die!

1461

TENNYSON:

In Memoriam,

lxxviii., St. 5.

Deep as first love, and wild with all regret.

Oh death in life, the days that are no more!

1462

TENNYSON:

The Princess,

Pt. iv., Line 36.

Religion.

In Religion

What damned error, but some sober brow

Will bless it, and approve it with a text,

Hiding the grossness with fair ornament.

1463

SHAKS.:

M. of Venice,

Act iii., Sc. 2.

Religion is a spring,

That from some secret, golden mine

Derives her birth, and thence doth bring

Cordials in every drop, and wine.

1464

HENRY VAUGHAN:

Religion.

Religion crowns the statesman and the man,

Sole source of public and of private peace.

1465

YOUNG:

Public Situation of the Kingdom,

Line 500.

Pity Religion has so seldom found

A skilful guide into poetic ground!

1466

COWPER:

Table Talk,

Line 17.

Religion stands on tiptoe in our land,

Ready to pass to the American strand.

1467

HERBERT:

The Church Militant.

Remedies.

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,

Which we ascribe to Heaven; the fated sky

Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull

Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.

1468

SHAKS.:

All 's Well,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Remembrance.

The setting sun, and music at the close,

As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,

Writ in remembrance more than things long past.

1469

SHAKS.:

Richard II.,

Act ii., Sc. 1.

Praising what is lost,

Makes the remembrance dear.

1470

SHAKS.:

All 's Well,

Act v., Sc. 3.

I've been so long remembered, I'm forgot.

1471

YOUNG:

Night Thoughts,

Night iv., Line 57.

I remember, I remember,

The fir trees dark and high:

I used to think their slender tops

Were close against the sky;

It was a childish ignorance,

But now 'tis little joy

To know I'm farther off from heaven

Than when I was a boy.

1472

HOOD:

I Remember, I Remember.

Remorse.

Remorse is as the heart in which it grows,

If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews

Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy,

It is the poison tree that, pierced to the inmost,

Weeps only tears of poison.

1473

COLERIDGE:

Remorse,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Renown.

Short is my date, but deathless my renown.

1474

POPE:

Iliad,

Bk. ix., Line 535.

Repartee.

A man renown'd for repartee

Will seldom scruple to make free

With friendship's finest feeling,

Will thrust a dagger at your breast,

And say he wounded you in jest,

By way of balm for healing.

1475

COWPER:

Friendship,

Line 16.

Repentance.

Who by repentance is not satisfied

Is nor of heaven nor earth; for these are pleased;

By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeased.

1476

SHAKS.:

Two Gent. of V.,

Act v., Sc. 4.

Illusion is brief, but Repentance is long!

1477

SCHILLER:

Lay of the Bell,

St. 4.

Repentance is the weight

Of indigested meals eat yesterday.

1478

GEORGE ELIOT:

Spanish Gypsy,

Bk. ii.

Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears

Her snaky crest.

1479

THOMSON:

Seasons, Spring,

Line 996.

Repose.

The best of men have ever loved repose:

They hate to mingle in the filthy fray,

Where the soul sours, and gradual rancor grows,

Imbitter'd more from peevish day to day.

1480

THOMSON:

Castle of Indolence,

Canto i., St. 17.

Her suffering ended with the day,

Yet lived she at its close,

And breathed the long, long night away,

In statue-like repose.

1481

JAMES ALDRICH:

A Death-Bed.

Reproof.

Fear not the anger of the wise to raise;

Those best can bear reproof who merit praise.

1482

POPE:

E. on Criticism,

Pt. iii., Line 23.

Reproof on her lips, but a smile in her eye.

1483

LOVER:

Rory O'More.

Reputation.

The purest treasure mortal times afford,

Is spotless reputation; that away,

Men are but gilded loam, or painted clay.

1484

SHAKS.:

Richard II.,

Act i., Sc. 1.

At every word a reputation dies.

1485

POPE:

R. of the Lock,

Canto iii., Line 16.

Resignation.

But Heaven hath a hand in these events;

To whose high will we bound our calm contents.

1486

SHAKS.:

Richard II.

Act v., Sc. 2.

While Resignation gently slopes away,

And all his prospects brightening to the last,

His heaven commences ere the world be past.

1487

GOLDSMITH:

Des. Village,

Line 110.

Resolution.

The native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought;

And enterprises of great pith and moment,

With this regard, their currents turn awry,

And lose the name of action.

1488

SHAKS.:

Hamlet,

Act iii., Sc. 1.

Respect.

You have too much respect upon the world:

They lose it, that do buy it with much care.

1489

SHAKS.:

M. of Venice,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Rest.

Who with a body filled and vacant mind

Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread.

1490

SHAKS.:

Henry V.,

Act iv., Sc. 1.

Rest is sweet after strife.

1491

OWEN MEREDITH:

Lucile,

Pt. i., Canto vi., St. 25.

For too much rest itself becomes a pain.

1492

POPE:

Odyssey,

Bk. xv., Line 429.

Results.

Who soweth good seed shall surely reap;

The year grows rich as it groweth old;

And life's latest sands are its sands of gold.

1493

JULIA C.R. DORR:

To the Bouquet Club.

Retirement.

Retiring from the popular noise, I seek

This unfrequented place to find some ease.

1494

MILTON:

Samson Agonistes,

Line 16.

O blest retirement, friend to life's decline,

Retreats from care that never must be mine,

How happy he who crowns, in shades like these,

A youth of labor, with an age of ease;

Who quits a world where strong temptations try,

And, since 't is hard to combat, learns to fly.

1495

GOLDSMITH:

Des. Village,

Line 97.

Retreat.

In all the trade of war, no feat

Is nobler than a brave retreat;

For those that run away, and fly,

Take place at least of the enemy.

1496

BUTLER:

Hudibras,

Pt. i., Canto iii., Line 607.

Revelry.

Midnight shout and revelry,

Tipsy dance and jollity.

1497

MILTON:

Comus,

Line 103.

There was a sound of revelry by night,

And Belgium's capital had gather'd then

Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright

The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men.

1498

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 21.

Revenge.

And Cæsar's spirit, ranging for revenge,

With Até by his side, come hot from hell,

Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice,

Cry "Havock," and let slip the dogs of war.

1499

SHAKS.:

Jul. Cæsar,

Act iii., Sc. 1.

Revenge, at first though sweet,

Bitter ere long, back on itself recoils.

1500

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ix., Line 171.

Vengeance to God alone belongs;

But, when I think of all my wrongs,

My blood is liquid flame.

1501

SCOTT:

Marmion,

Canto vi., St. 7.

Reverence.

Let the air strike our tune,

Whilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.

1502

MIDDLETON:

The Witch,

Act v., Sc. 2.

Revolution.

There is great talk of revolution,

And a great chance of despotism,

German soldiers, camps, confusion,

Tumults, lotteries, rage, delusion,

Gin, suicide, and Methodism.

1503

SHELLEY:

Peter Bell the Third, Hell,

St. 6.

Rhetoric.

For Rhetoric, he could not ope

His mouth, but out there flew a trope.

1504

BUTLER:

Hudibras,

Pt. i., Canto i., Line 8.

Enjoy your dear wit and gay rhetoric,

That hath so well been taught her dazzling fence.

1505

MILTON:

Comus,

Line 790.

Rhine.

The castled crag of Drachenfels

Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine.

1506

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 55.

The river Rhine, it is well known,

Doth wash your city of Cologne;

But tell me, nymphs! what power divine

Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?

1507

COLERIDGE:

Cologne.

Rhyme.

Still may syllables jar with time,

Still may reason war with rhyme.

1508

BEN JONSON:

Fit of Rhyme against Rhyme.

He knew

Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.

1509

MILTON:

Lycidas,

Line 10.

For rhyme the rudder is of verses,

With which, like ships, they steer their courses.

1510

BUTLER:

Hudibras,

Pt. i., Canto i., Line 463.

Riches.

Infinite riches in a little room.

1511

MARLOWE:

The Jew of Malta,

Act i.

Extol not riches then, the toil of fools,

The wise man's cumbrance, if not snare; more apt

To slacken virtue, and abate her edge,

Than prompt her to do aught may merit praise.

1512

MILTON:

Par. Regained,

Bk ii., Line 453.

Ridicule.

Ridicule is a weak weapon, when levelled at a strong mind;

But common men are cowards, and dread an empty laugh.

1513

TUPPER:

Proverbial Phil., Of Ridicule.

Sacred to ridicule his whole life long,

And the sad burden of some merry song.

1514

POPE: Satire i., Bk. ii., Line 76.

Right.

But 't was a maxim he had often tried,

That right was right, and there he would abide.

1515

CRABBE:

Tales:

Tale xv.,

The Squire and the Priest.

For right is right, since God is God,

And right the day must win;

To doubt would be disloyalty,

To falter would be sin.

1516

FREDERICK W. FABER:

The Right Must Win.

And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,

One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.

1517

POPE:

Essay on Man,

Epis. i., Line 289.

Rivers.

By shallow rivers, to whose falls

Melodious birds sing madrigals.

1518

MARLOWE:

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love.

See the rivers, how they run,

Changeless to the changeless sea.

1519

CHARLES KINGSLEY:

Saint's Tragedy,

Act ii., Sc. 2.

The river glideth at his own sweet will.

1520

WORDSWORTH:

Earth has not anything to show more fair.

Robbery.

I'll example you with thievery:

The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction

Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief,

And her pale fire she snatches from the sun;

The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves

The moon into salt tears; the earth's a thief,

That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen

From general excrement: each thing's a thief.

1521

SHAKS.:

Timon of A.,

Act iv., Sc. 3.

Rock.

Better to sink beneath the shock

Than moulder piecemeal on the rock.

1522

BYRON:

Giaour,

Line 969.

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in thee.

1523

TOPLADY:

Salvation through Christ.

Come one, come all! this rock shall fly

From its firm base as soon as I.

1524

SCOTT:

Lady of the Lake,

Canto v., St. 10.

Rod.

His rod revers'd,

And backward mutters of dissevering power.

1525

MILTON:

Comus,

Line 816.

A light to guide, a rod

To check the erring, and reprove.

1526

WORDSWORTH:

Ode to Duty.

Roman.

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,

Than such a Roman.

1527

SHAKS.:

Jul. Cæsar,

Act iv., Sc. 3.

This was the noblest Roman of them all.

1528

SHAKS.:

Jul. Cæsar,

Act v., Sc. 5.

Romance.

Romances paint at full length people's wooings,

But only give a bust of marriages.

1529

BYRON:

Don Juan,

Canto iii., St. 8.

Lady of the Mere,

Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.

1530

WORDSWORTH:

A Narrow Girdle of Rough Stones and Crags.

Rome.

To the glory that was Greece

And the grandeur that was Rome.

1531

EDGAR A. POE:

To Helen.

Rose.

At Christmas I no more desire a rose

Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;

But like of each thing that in season grows.

1532

SHAKS.:

Love's L. Lost,

Act i., Sc. 1.

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem,

For that sweet odor which doth in it live.

1533

SHAKS.: Sonnet liv.

You love the roses—so do I. I wish

The sky would rain down roses, as they rain

From off the shaken bush.

1534

GEORGE ELIOT:

Spanish Gypsy,

Bk. iii.

As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.

1535

KEATS:

Eve of St. Agnes,

St. 27.

The rose saith in the dewy morn,

I am most fair;

Yet all my loveliness is born

Upon a thorn.

1536

CHRISTINA G. ROSSETTI:

Consider the Lilies of the Field.

Strew on her roses, roses,

And never a spray of yew!

In quiet she reposes;

Ah, would that I did too.

1537

MATTHEW ARNOLD:

Requiescat.

Rousseau.

The self-torturing sophist, wild Rousseau,

The apostle of affliction—he, who threw

Enchantment over passion, and from woe

Wrung overwhelming eloquence.

1538

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 77.

Royalty.

O wretched state of Kings! O doleful fate!

Greatness misnamed, in misery only great!

Could men but know the endless woe it brings,

The wise would die before they would be Kings.

Think what a King must do!

1539

R.H. STODDARD:

The King's Bell.

Ruin.

Where my high steeples whilom used to stand,

On which the lordly falcon wont to tower,

There now is but an heap of lime and sand,

For the screech-owl to build her baleful bower.

1540

SPENSER:

Ruins of Time,

Line 127.

On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow,

His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below.

1541

CAMPBELL:

Pl. of Hope,

Pt. i., Line 385.

The day shall come, that great avenging day

Which Troy's proud glories in the dust shall lay,

When Priam's powers and Priam's self shall fall,

And one prodigious ruin swallow all.

1542

POPE:

Iliad,

Bk. iv., Line 196.

Ruling Passions.

In men, we various Ruling Passions find;

In women, two almost divide the kind;

Those, only fix'd, they first or last obey,

The love of pleasure and the love of sway.

1543

POPE:

Moral Essays,

Epis. ii., Line 207.

Rumor.

Rumor is a pipe

Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures;

And of so easy and so plain a stop

That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,

The still-discordant wavering multitude,

Can play upon it.

1544

SHAKS.:

Henry IV.,

Pt. ii., Induction.

Rural Life.

Of men

The happiest he, who far from public rage,

Deep in the vale, with a choice few retired,

Drinks the pure pleasures of the rural life.

1545

THOMSON:

Seasons, Autumn,

Line 1132.