Envy shoots at others and wounds itself

Envy shoots at others and wounds itself

We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves
And spend our flatteries to drink those men
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We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves
And spend our flatteries to drink those men
Upon whose age we void it up again
With poisonous spite and envy.

The artist envies what the arties gains,
The bard the rival bard's successful strains.

The artist envies what the arties gains,
The bard the rival bard's successful strains.

They that envy others are their inferiors.

They that envy others are their inferiors.

Man will do many things to get himself loved; he will do all things to get himself envied.

Man will do many things to get himself loved; he will do all things to get himself envied.

If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
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If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
[Lat., Ego si risi quod ineptus
Pastillos Rufillus olet, Gargonius hircum, lividus et mordax
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But, oh! what mighty magician can assuage
A woman's envy?

But, oh! what mighty magician can assuage
A woman's envy?

Envy eats nothing but its own heart

Envy eats nothing but its own heart

Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise.
For envy is a kind of praise.

Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise.
For envy is a kind of praise.