knocking down Charlies, and seeing his guests drunk. His chief
boon companions are Sir John Brute and Colonel Bully.--Vanbrugh, _The
Provoked Wife_ (1697).

=Rakeland= (_Lord_), a libertine, who makes love to married women, but
takes care to keep himself free from the bonds of matrimony.--Mrs.
Inchbald, _The Wedding Day_ (1790).

=Rak'she= (2 _syl._), a monster, which lived on serpents and dragons.

=Raleigh= (_Sir Walter_), introduced by Sir W. Scott in _Kenilworth_. The
tradition of Sir Walter laying down his cloak on a miry spot for the
queen to step on, and the queen commanding him to wear the "muddy cloak
till her pleasure should be further known," is mentioned in ch. xv.
(1821).

_Raleigh_ (_Sir Walter_). Jealous of the earl of Essex, he plots with
Lord Burleigh to compass his death.--Henry Jones, _The Earl of Essex_
(1745).

=Ralph=, abbot of St. Augustine's, expended [pounds]43,000 on the repast
given at his installation.

It was no unusual thing for powerful barons to provide 30,000 dishes at
a wedding breakfast. The coronation dinner of Edward III., cost
[pounds]40,000, equal to half a million of money now. The duke of
Clarence, at his marriage, entertained 1000 guests, and furnished his
table with 36 courses. Archbishop Neville had 1000 egrettes served at
one banquet, and the whole species seems to have been extirpated.

After this it will be by no means difficult to understand why Apicius
despaired of being able to make two ends meet, when he had reduced his
enormous fortune to [pounds]80,000, and therefore hanged himself.

[Asterism] After the winter of 1327 was over, the elder Spenser had left
of the stores laid in by him the preceding November and salted down, "80
salted beeves, 500 bacons, and 600 muttons."

_Ralph_, son of Fairfield, the miller. An outlandish, ignorant booby,
jealous of his sister, Patty, because she "could paint picturs and strum
on the harpsicols." He was in love with Fanny, the gypsy, for which
"feyther" was angry with him; but, "what argufies feyther's anger?"
However, he treated Fanny like a brute, and she said of him, "He has a
heart as hard as a parish officer. I don't doubt but he would stand by
and see me whipped." When his sister married Lord Aimworth, Ralph said:

Captain Ralph my lord will dub me,
Soon I'll mount a huge cockade;
Mounseer shall powder, queue, and club me,--
'Gad! I'll be a roaring blade.
If Fan should offer then to