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.