road (n.)
- access
- alley
- alleyway
- anchorage
- approach
- arm
- armlet
- artery
- autostrada
- avenue
- basin
- bay
- bayou
- beat
- belt
- berth
- bight
- boulevard
- breakwater
- bulkhead
- bypass
- byway
- carriageway
- causeway
- channel
- chuck
- circuit
- close
- course
- court
- cove
- creek
- crescent
- dike
- direction
- dock
- dockage
- dockyard
- drag
- drive
- driveway
- embankment
- entree
- estuary
- expressway
- fairway
- fjord
- freeway
- frith
- groin
- gulf
- gut
- harbor
- harborage
- haven
- highroad
- highway
- inlet
- itinerary
- jetty
- landing
- lane
- line
- loch
- marina
- means
- method
- mews
- mole
- motorway
- mouth
- narrow
- narrows
- orbit
- parkway
- passage
- path
- pave
- pier
- pike
- place
- port
- procedure
- quay
- reach
- riding
- roadbed
- roads
- roadstead
- roadway
- round
- route
- row
- run
- seaport
- seawall
- seaway
- shipyard
- shortcut
- slip
- sound
- speedway
- strait
- straits
- street
- superhighway
- technique
- terrace
- thoroughfare
- thruway
- tour
- track
- trajectory
- turnpike
- walk
- waterway
- way
- wharf
road (v.)
road (adv.)
road (adj.)
O life! thou art a galling load,
Along a rough, a weary road,
To wretches such as I!
Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way,
Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold.
Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.
Like one that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on,
And turns no more his head,
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
The morn, look you, furthers a man on his road, and furthers him too in his work.
No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon,
No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day,
. . . . .
No road, no street, no t' other side the way,
. . . . .
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.
Even in the force and road of casualty.
Slave to no sect, who takes no private road,
But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
The schoolboy whips his taxed top; the beardless youth manages his taxed horse with a taxed bridle on a taxed road; and the dying Englishman, pouring his medicine, which has paid seven per cent, into a spoon that has paid fifteen per cent, flings himself back upon his chintz bed which has paid twenty-two per cent, and expires in the arms of an apothecary who has paid a license of a hundred pounds for the privilege of putting him to death.
Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.
There is no road or ready way to virtue.
A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold,
And pavement stars,—as stars to thee appear
Seen in the galaxy, that milky way
Which nightly as a circling zone thou seest
Powder'd with stars.
