In jealousy there is more of self-love than love.

In jealousy there is more of self-love than love.

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.

No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty--jealousy.

No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty--jealousy.

Jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire.

Jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire.

But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
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But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
But agony unmix'd, incessant gall,
Corroding every thought, and blasting all
Love's paradise.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

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.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

I've never been jealous. Not even when my dad finished the fifth grade a year before I did.

I've never been jealous. Not even when my dad finished the fifth grade a year before I did.