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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Conordane Index Page 286 John Bartlett

 
Rustics, amazed the gazing, 397.
Rustle of far-off waters, 851.
Rustling in the dark, mournful, 641.
in unpaid-for silk, 159.
of each purple curtain, 656.
Rusty for want of fighting, 211.
Ruth when sick for home, 575.
Ruthless king is he, and a, 652.
king, ruin seize thee, 383.
than mortals, are gods more, 728.
Sabaoth and port, 170.
Sabbath appeared, when a, 416.
as now recognized and enforced, 634.
bill to frame a, 595.
day to me, Sunday shines no, 326.
of his rest, the eternal, 277.
of that deeper sea, disturbs the, 700.
was made for man, 1033.
Sabbathless Satan, 509.
Sabean odours, 232.
Sable cloud with silver lining, 243.
goddess, night, 306.
hearse, underneath this, 179.
night, son of the, 39.
shore, who shrinks from the, 756.
silvered, his beard a, 129.
Sables, suit of, 138.
Sabler tints of woe, 386.
Sabrina fair, listen, 246.
Sack, intolerable deal of, 85.
purge and leave, 88.
Sacred and inspired divinity, 170.
burden is this life, 686.
gate, and near the, 696.
honour, pledge our, 434.
life, Christ’s in a, 665.
pity, drops of, 69.
portals, 798.
religion mother of form, 39.
to gods is misery, 343.
to ridicule his whole life long, 328.
Sacrifice, costly, on altar of freedom, 660.
is no vain, 301.
mighty by, 853.
to the graces, 353, 946.
turn delight into a, 204.
unpitied, an, 408.
Sacrifices, such, my Cordelia, 148.
Sacrilegious murder, 120.
Sad and bad and mad it was, 711.
as a wasted passion, 729.
as angels, 513.
because it makes us smile, 560.
by fits, ’t was, 390.
day, at the close of one, 831.
experience to make me, 71.
fancies do we affect, 483.
funeral train, 786.
heart, ruddy drops that visit my, 112.
hemlocks, 784.
impious in a good man to be, 308.
music of humanity, 467.
near to make a man look, 59.
remember and be, 777.
so, so tender and so true, 380.
Sad soul, 792.
sounds are nature’s funeral cries, 729.
stories of the death of kings, 82.
sweet time, time, 587.
thoughts and sunny weather, 741.
to think the year is all but done, 728.
uncertain rustling, the silken, 656.
vicissitude of things, 379, 393.
votarist in palmer’s weed, 243.
words of tongue or pen, 649.
Saddening the summer air, 790.
Saddens us, times when mirth, 632.
Sadder and a wiser man, 499.
even than I, they are, 787.
Saddest of all tales, 560.
of the year, days the, 573.
thing that befalls a soul, 775.
when I sing, I am, 787.
when I sing, I’m, 589.
Saddle, things are in the, 615.
Saddled and bridled, 868.
Sadness and longing, feeling of, 641.
and of mirth, with songs of, 647.
diverter of, 207.
wraps me in a most humorous, 70.
Safe and sound your trust is, 313.
bind safe find, 21.
from many honored by the few, 738.
from temptation and pollution, 642.
silent and, 820.
through a thousand perils, 497.
within its heart nestles the seed, 742.
Safeguard, will be our, 579.
Safer being meek than fierce, 711.
gran’ther’s rule was, 737.
Safety, fear is the mother of, 411.
in multitude of counsellors, 1017.
is our speed, over thin ice, 621.
little temporary, 359.
pluck this flower, 84.
pot of ale and, 91.
to teach thee, 79.
walks in its steps, 460.
Sagacious blue-stocking, 603.
of his quarry from so far, 239.
Sage advices, lengthened, 451.
by saint by savage and by, 334.
frolic, make the, 345.
he stood, 182, 227.
he thought as a, 428.
just less than, 518.
long experience made him, 348.
thinks like a, 632.
truths electrify the, 514.
truths half so, as he wrote, 726.
Sages cast, saw seed which, 788.
have seen in thy face, 416.
in all times assert, 8.
teach more than all the, can, 466.
Sage’s pride, vain the, 330.
Sager, by losing rendered, 554.
Said anything that was remembered, never, 627.
before, nothing that has not been, 888.
for lack of listeners are not, 749.
his say, when he’s laughed and, 697.