4. The flying rumours gather'd as they roll'd; POPE'S Temple of Fame. REPROOF. 1. Thou turn'st my eyes into my very soul, 2. Forbear sharp speeches to her: she's a lady So tender of rebukes, that words are strokes, And strokes, death to her. 3. Pr'ythee, forgive me; I did but chide in jest; the best loves use it SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. MIDDLETON. 4. Reprove not in their wrath incensed men ; . 1. REPUTATION.—(See CHARACTER.) RANDOLPH. RESOLUTION.-(See DETERMINATION.) RETIREMENT.-(See HERMIT.) REWARD. Thou prun'st a rotten tree, That cannot so much as a blossom yield, SHAKSPEARE. 468 REVENGE - VENGEANCE. 2. Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools, the pageant of a day: 3. The world's best comfort was, his doom was past— Die when he might, he must be damn'd at last. 4. So fares the follower of the Muses' train; Then round his skeleton a garland wreathe. POPE. COWPER. Rejected Addresses. 5. Do thou the good thy thoughts oft meditate, CARLOS WILCOX. REVENGE VENGEANCE. 1. Oh, that the slave had forty thousand lives! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge! SHAKSPEARE. 2. I am disgrac'd, impeach'd, and baffled here; 3. The fairest action of our human life 4. Is scorning to revenge an injury; Revenge, at first though sweet, SHAKSPEARE. LADY E. CAREW. MILTON'S Paradise Lost. 5. It wounds, indeed, To bear affronts too great to be forgiven, 6. Patience! my soul disdains its stoic maxim, The coward's virtue, and the knave's disguise: 7. These the sole accents from his tongue that fell, But volumes lurk'd below that fierce farewell. 8. There are things DRYDEN. BYRON'S Island. Which make revenge a virtue by reflection, BYRON'S Marino Faliero. 9. No! When the battle rages dire, 10. MRS. HOLFORD's Margaret of Anjou. Revenge we find The abject pleasure of an abject mind. GIFFORD'S Juvenal. 11. Whom vengeance track'd so long, RIDICULE-SHAME. 1. For often vice, provok'd to shame, J. G. WHITTIER. Thus libertines are chaste, and misers good, A coward valiant, and a priest sincere. SEWELL'S Sir Walter Raleigh. 470 RIGHT-RIVERS. 2. I can bear scorpions' stings, tread fields of fire; Be toss'd aloft through tracts of endless void - JOANNA BAILLIE. 3. For still the world prevail'd, and its dread laugh, Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn. THOMSON'S Seasons. RIGHT. (See INJUSTICE.) RIVERS. 1. See the rivers - how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go DYER'S Gronger Hill. 2. O! I have thought, and, thinking, sigh'd, 3. How like to thee, thou restless tide, -The channels worn By ever-flowing streams- arteries of earth, MOORE. THOMAS WARD. 4. But thou, unchang'd from year to year, Gayly shalt play and glitter here; W. C. BRYANT. 5. Who To come and rush together down the fall? MISS HANNAH F. GOULD. 6. So blue yon winding river flows, RURAL SCENES - TOWN AND COUNTRY. 1. Here laden carts with thundering wagons meet, Wheels clash with wheels, and bar the narrow street. GAY'S Trivia. |