QUARREL.

  O, shame to men! devil with devil damned
  Firm concord holds; men only disagree
  Of creatures rational.
Paradise Lost, Bk.  II.  MILTON.

O we fell out, I know not why,
And kissed again with tears.
The Princess.  A. TENNYSON.

What dire offence from amorous causes springs,
What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
Rape of the Lock, Canto I.  A. POPE.

                                  Beware
  Of entrance to a quarrel; but, being in,
  Bear ’t that the opposed may beware of thee.
Hamlet, Act i.  Sc. 3.  SHAKESPEARE.

Those who in quarrels interpose,
Must often wipe a bloody nose.
Fables:  The Mastiffs..  J. GAY.

But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honor’s at the stake.
Hamlet, Act iv.  Sc. 4.  SHAKESPEARE.

In a false quarrel there is no true valor. Much Ado about Nothing, Act v.  Sc. 1.  SHAKESPEARE.

  I’m armed with more than complete steel,
  The justice of my quarrel.
Lust’s Dominion, Act iii.  Sc. 4.  C. MARLOWE.

RAIN.

  The Clouds consign their treasures to the fields;
  And, softly shaking on the dimpled pool
  Prelusive drops, let all their moisture flow,
  In large effusion, o’er the freshened world.
The Seasons:  Spring.  J. THOMSON.

  Drip, drip, the rain comes falling,
    Rain in the woods, rain on the sea;
  Even the little waves, beaten, come crawling
    As if to find shelter here with me.
Waiting in the Rain.  J.H.  MORSE.

  The rain-drops’ showery dance and rhythmic beat,
  With tinkling of innumerable feet.
The Microcosm:  Hearing.  A. COLES.

  And the hooded clouds, like friars,
  Tell their beads in drops of rain.
Midnight Mass for the Dying Year.  H.W.  LONGFELLOW.

  See where it smokes along the sounding plain,
  Blown all aslant, a driving, dashing rain;
  Peal upon peal, redoubling all around,
  Shakes it again and faster to the ground.
Truth.  W. COWPER.

  The thirsty earth soaks up the rain,
  And drinks and gapes for drink again;
  The plants suck in the earth, and are
  With constant drinking fresh and fair.
Anacreontiques.  A. COWLEY.

  When that I was and a little tiny boy,
   With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
  A foolish thing was but a toy,
    For the rain it raineth every day.
Twelfth Night, Act v.  Sc. 1.  SHAKESPEARE.

RAINBOW.

Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow in the sky! Idylls of the King:  The Coming of Arthur.  A. TENNYSON.

  Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky
  Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray,
  Each in the other melting.
The Evening Rainbow.  R. SOUTHEY.