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=Pulpit.=

And pulpit, drum ecclesiastick,
Was beat with fist instead of a stick.
1405
BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. i, Canto i., Line 11.

=Punishment.=

Back to thy punishment,
False fugitive, and to thy speed, add wings.
1406
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 699.

=Purity.=

'Tis said the lion will turn and flee
From a maid in the pride of her purity.
1407
BYRON: _Siege of Corinth,_ St. 21.

=Purpose.=

Make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse;
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose.
1408
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

=Purse.=

Who steals my purse steals trash; 't is something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands.
1409
SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act iii., Sc. 3.

=Pygmies.=

Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps;
And pyramids are pyramids in vales.
1410
YOUNG: _Night Thoughts,_ Night vi., Line 309.

==Q.==

=Quacks.=

Out, you impostors!
Quack-salving cheating mountebanks!--your skill
Is to make sound men sick, and sick men kill.
1411
MASSINGER: _Virgin-Martyr,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

Void of all honor, avaricious, rash,
The daring tribe compound their boasted trash--
Tincture of syrup, lotion, drop, or pill:
All tempt the sick to trust the lying bill.
1412
CRABBE: _Borough,_ Letter vii., Line 75.

=Quakers.=

Upright Quakers please both man and God.
1413
POPE: _Dunciad,_ Bk. iv., Line 208.

The Quaker loves an ample brim,
A hat that bows to no salaam;
And dear the beaver is to him
As if it never made a dam.
1414
HOOD: _All Round my Hat._

=Quarrels.=

Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel: but, being in,
Bear 't that the opposed may beware of thee:
1415
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

They who in quarrels interpose,
Must often wipe a bloody nose.
1416
GAY: _Fables,_ Pt. i., Fable 34.

=Queen.=

She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen.
1417
POPE: _Iliad,_ Bk. iii., Line 208.

=Quickness.=

With too much quickness ever to be taught;
With too much thinking to have common thought.
1418
POPE: _Moral Essays,_ Epis. ii., Line 97.

=Quiet.=

Quiet to quick bosoms is a hell.
1419
BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 42.

Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.
1420
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _The Cathedral._

=Quips.=

Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles,
Nods and Becks and wreathed Smiles.
1421
MILTON: _L'Allegro,_ Line 25.

=Quotation.=

The devil can cite scripture for his purpose.
1422
SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

Nor suffers Horace more in wrong translations
By wits, than critics in as wrong quotations.
1423
POPE: _E. on Criticism,_ Pt. iii., Line 103.

==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. Caesar,_ 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 Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate 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. Caesar,_ 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. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

This was the noblest Roman of them all.
1528
SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ 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.

==S.==

=Sabbath.=

The Sabbath bell,
That over wood, and wild, and mountain dell
Wanders so far, chasing all thoughts unholy
With sounds most musical, most melancholy.
1546
ROGERS: _Human Life,_ Line 515.

Yes, child of suffering, thou mayst well be sure
He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!
1547
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: _A Rhymed Lesson. Urania._

E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath-day to me.
1548
POPE: _Epis. to Arbuthnot,_ Line 12.

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.
1549
DRYDEN: _Spanish Friar,_ Act v., Sc. 2.

The Sabbath brings its kind release,
And Care lies slumbering on the lap of Peace.
1550
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: _A Rhymed Lesson,_ Line 229.

Take the Sunday with you through the week,
And sweeten with it all the other days.
1551
LONGFELLOW: _Michael Angelo,_ Pt. i., 5.

=Sailors.=

Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast,
Ready with every nod to tumble down.
1552
SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

O Thou, who in thy hand dost hold
The winds and waves that wake or sleep,
Thy tender arms of mercy fold
Around the seamen on the deep.
1553
HANNAH F. GOULD: _Changes on the Deep._

Messmates, hear a brother sailor
Sing the dangers of the sea.
1554
GEORGE A. STEVENS: _The Storm._

=Sails.=

Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were love-sick with them.
1555
SHAKS.: _Ant. and Cleo.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

He that has sail'd upon the dark blue sea
Has view'd at times, I ween, a full fair sight;
When the fresh breeze is fair as breeze may be,
The white sails set, the gallant frigate tight;
Masts, spires, and strand retiring to the right,
The glorious main expanding o'er the bow,
The convoy spread like wild swans in their flight,
The dullest sailer wearing bravely now,
So gayly curl the waves before each dashing prow.
1556
BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto ii., St. 17.

=Saints.=

And now the saints began their reign,
For which they'd yearn'd so long in vain,
And felt such bowel-hankerings,
To see an empire, all of kings.
1557
BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. iii., Canto ii., Line 237.

For virtue's self may too much zeal be had;
The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
1558
POPE: Satire iv., Line 26.

There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign.
1559
WATTS: _Hymns and Spiritual Songs._

Just men, by whom impartial laws were given;
And saints who taught and led the way to heaven.
1560
TICKELL: _On the Death of Mr. Addison,_ Line 41.

That saints will aid if men will call;
For the blue sky bends over all.
1561
COLERIDGE: _Christabel,_ Conclusion to Pt. i.

=Salt.=

Alas! you know the cause too well;
The salt is spilt, to me it fell.
1562
GAY: _Fables,_ Pt. i., Fable 37.

Why dost thou shun the salt? that sacred pledge,
Which once partaken blunts the sabre's edge,
Makes even contending tribes in peace unite,
And hated hosts seem brethren to the sight.
1563
BYRON: _Corsair,_ Canto ii, St. 4.

Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
1564
POPE: _Odyssey,_ Bk. xi., Line 153.

=Salvation.=

About some act
That has no relish of salvation in 't.
1565
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 3.

Therefore, Jew,
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of justice none of us
Should see salvation.
1566
SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

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