longs;
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, i
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