native hue of
Retirement urges sweet return
Retreat, loopholes of
Reveals while she hides
Revelry, there was a sound of
Revels now are ended
Rhetoric, ope his mouth for
Rhine, wash the river
Rhyme nor reason
--, and build the lofty
--the rudder is
--, one for sense and one for
Rhyme, dock the tail of
Rialto, on the
Ribbon, give me what this, bound
Rich man and the camel
--, not gaudy
--with forty pounds a year
Richard is himself again
Riches, make themselves wings
Ridiculous and the sublime
Right, whatever is, is
Righteous forsaken
--overmuch
Righteousness and peace
--exalteth a nation
Ripe and ripe
Road, a rough, a weary
Roam, where'er I
Robbed, lie that is
Robbing Peter he paid Paul
Hobes and furred gowns hide all
Rocket, rose like a
Rod, and thy staff
--, a chief's a
--of empire
--, spare the
Roderick, art them a friend to
Rogue, every inch not fool is
Roman, than such a
--senate long debate
Romans, countrymen, and lovers
Rome, palmy state of
--, more than the Pope of
Romeo, wherefore art thou
Ronne, to waite, to ride, to
Room, ample, and verge enough
--, who sweeps a
Root, the axe is laid to the
Rose, happier is the, distilled
--by any other name
--in aromatic pain
--fairest when budding
Rosebuds, gather ye
Roses, the scent of the
Ross, the man of
Rot and rot
Rowland for an Oliver
Rub, ay, there's the
Rubies, wisdom priced above
--, where grew the
Ruin or to rule the state
--upon ruin
--, beauteous, lovely in death
Rule thee with a rod of iron
--, eye sublime declared absolute
--, the good old
Run, that he may, that readeth
Runs, who, may read
Rural quiet
Rustic moralist

Sadder and a wiser man
Sage, lie thought as a
Sail, set every threadbare
Saint, 't would provoke a
St. John mingles with my bowl
Saints in crape and lawn
--, his soul is with the
Salt of the earth
Samson, the Philistines be upon thee
Satan, get thee behind me
Satire's my weapon
--in disguise
Saul and Jonathan, undivided in death
Savage, wild in woods, the noble
Saviour's, the, birth is celebrated
Scars, he jests at
Sceptre, a barren, in my gripe
Schemes, best laid
School, the village master taught his little
Science, O star-eyed
Scoff, came to
Scorn, he will laugh thee to
--, what a deal of, looks beautiful
--, fixed figure, for the time of
--, laughed his word to
Scraps of learning dote, on
Screw your courage
Scripture, the Devil can cite
Scylla, your father
Sea, light that never was