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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.
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.
Jealousy is said to be the offspring of Love. Yet, unless the
parent makes haste to strangle the child, read more
Jealousy is said to be the offspring of Love. Yet, unless the
parent makes haste to strangle the child, the child will not rest
till it has poisoned the parent.
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.
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it,
For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it,
For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
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.
Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men, while envy is base and belongs to the base, for the read more
Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men, while envy is base and belongs to the base, for the one makes himself get good things by jealousy, while the other does not allow his neighbour to have them through envy.
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
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Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
Gloomy was Heaven; bright Phoebus did avow
He would be coy, and would not love at all;
Swearing no greater mischief could be wrought,
Than love united to a jealous thought.