Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secrecy the human dress.

Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secrecy the human dress.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their
objects than love.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their
objects than love.

That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

Can't I another's face commend,
Or to her virtues be a friend,
But instantly your forehead louers,
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Can't I another's face commend,
Or to her virtues be a friend,
But instantly your forehead louers,
As if her merit lessen'd yours?

Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.

Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it read more

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts--suspects, yet strongly loves!

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience
that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience
that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.

I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is read more

I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not), that your wisdom yet
From one that so imperfectly conjects
Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble
Out of his scattering and unsure observance.

But jealous souls will not be answered so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
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But jealous souls will not be answered so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they're jealous.
'Tis a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.