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No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]
No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]
We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves
And spend our flatteries to drink those men
Upon whose read more
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.
It is in the character if very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
It is in the character if very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
Whenever a friend succeeds, a little something in me dies.
Whenever a friend succeeds, a little something in me dies.
My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
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My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
And his disciples only envy at,
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at ye!
With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
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.
Base envy withers at another's joy,
And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
Base envy withers at another's joy,
And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
