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

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

The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.

The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.

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.

In jealousy there is more self-love than love.

In jealousy there is more self-love than love.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

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.

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.

Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.

Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.

Jealousy lives upon doubts, it becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.

Jealousy lives upon doubts, it becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.