John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Rome, aisles of Christian, 614. beauty which old Greece or, 650. big with the fate of, 297. but that I loved, more, 113. can Virgil claim, 271. do as they do at, 977. eternal devil to keep state in, 110. grandeur that was, 656. growing up to night, 699. hook-nosed fellow of, 90. I do fast on Saturday at, 953. in the height of her glory, 533. more than the Pope of, 212. move the stones of, 114. not built in one day, 15, 978. palmy state of, 126. queen of land and sea, 699. shall fall when falls the Coliseum, 546. than second in, 913. thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods, 110. time will doubt of, 558. when at, do as they see done, 193. |
| Romeo, wherefore art thou, 105. |
| Roof, arched, 251. fretted with golden fire, 134. to shrowd his head, 189, 194. under the shady, 250. |
| Roofs of the world, yawp over, 742. |
| Room and verge enough, ample, 383. as your company, 1051. blazed with lights, 109. civet in the, 415. for Shakespeare, 179. for wit, heads so little no, 222. infinite riches in a little, 41. no gilded dome swells the lowly, 571. no, to hold the memory of a wrong, 621. no wit for so much, 222. still as I mused the naked, 725. to room I stray, from, 841. up of my absent child, grief fills the, 79. who sweeps a, 204. worst inn’s worst, 322. |
| Rooshian, he might have been a, 800. |
| Roost, as chickens come home to, 630. |
| Roosts, perched, 242. |
| Rooster, hungry, don’t cackle, 828. |
| Root, axe is laid unto the, 1033. humility that low sweet, 527. insane, 116. love that took an early, 623. nips his, and then he falls, 99. of age, worm at the, 423. of all evil, money is the, 1040. of the matter is in me, 1009. tree of deepest, 432. |
| Roots, bound by strong, 797. itself in ease, 131. |
| Root’s, young buds sleep in the, 577. |
| Rooted sorrow from the memory, 125. |
| Rope enough, you shall never want, 959. |
| Rosalie Lee, was my beautiful, 635. |
| Rosaries and pixes, 215. |
| Rose, a, to the living, 843. any nose may ravage a, 703. at Christmas, desire a, 54. Aylmer, 511. blossom as the, 1026. budding, above the full blown, 476. by any other name, 105. dewdrop clinging to the, 637. flung odours flung, 238. friendship is the breathing, 691. go lovely, 220. growing on his cheek, 31. happy is the, distilled, 57. I am not the, 992. in aromatic pain, 316. in spring, familiar as the, 938. is fairest when ’t is budding, 491. is, her cheek like the, 586. is sweetest washed with dew, 491. it wavers to a, 815. je ne suis pas la, 992. just newly born, the, 637. last, of summer, 521. like a full-blown, 575. like a rocket, 431. like an exhalation, 225. love is like a, 776. lovely is the, 477. my life is like the summer, 865. my luve’s like a red red, 451. of love, gather, 202. of the fair state, 136. of youth, he wears the, 158. our queen our, our star, 608. plot, 777. red as a, is she, 498. should shut and be a bud, 575. so red, never blows the, 954. sweeter in the bud, 33. that all are praising, 588. that lives its little hour, the, 573. the year I met with, 785. thought like a full-blown, 575. under the, 219. up he, and donned his clothes, 142. vernal bloom or summer’s, 155. when the, is taken, 807. with all its thorns, 776. with leaves yet folded, 560. with thorns, 877. without the thorn, 203, 232. |
| Roses and lilies and violets, 588. and white lilies, 871. bower of, by Bendemeer’s stream, 526. bring, beautiful fresh roses, 751. fair as, 807. four red, on a stalk, 97. from your cheek, 378. full of sweet days and, 204. in December seek, 539. make thee beds of, 41. month of leaves and, 723. never expect to gather, 878. red and violets blew, 28. repentance amid the, 355. roses strew on her, 753. scent of the, 522. |
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