A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered, read more

A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered, and the smile that lights on the first born babe, and assures it of a mother's love.

Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest
peaks.
[Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]

Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest
peaks.
[Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]

Whoever feels pain in hearing a good character of his neighbor, will feel a pleasure in the reverse. And those read more

Whoever feels pain in hearing a good character of his neighbor, will feel a pleasure in the reverse. And those who despair to rise in distinction by their virtues, are happy if others can be depressed to a level of themselves.

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.]

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That read more

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.

Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave,
Is emulation in the learn'd or brave.

Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave,
Is emulation in the learn'd or brave.

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.

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
videar?]

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.