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 Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
 Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
  Fate read more 
 Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
 Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
  Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart,
   Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart. 
 Less at thine own things laugh; lest in the jest
 Thy person share, and the conceit advance,
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 Less at thine own things laugh; lest in the jest
 Thy person share, and the conceit advance,
  Make not thy sport abuses: for the fly
   That feeds on dung is colored thereby. 
 Jesting, often, only proves a want of intellect.
 [Fr., La moquerie est souvent une indigence d'esprit.]  
 Jesting, often, only proves a want of intellect.
 [Fr., La moquerie est souvent une indigence d'esprit.] 
 Joking set aside.
 [Lat., Omissis jocis.]  
 Joking set aside.
 [Lat., Omissis jocis.] 
 A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
 Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
  Of read more 
 A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
 Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
  Of him that makes it. 
 A bitter jest, when it comes too near the truth, leaves a sharp 
sting behind it.
 [Lat., Aspere read more 
 A bitter jest, when it comes too near the truth, leaves a sharp 
sting behind it.
 [Lat., Aspere facetiae, ubi nimis ex vero traxere,
  Acram sui memoriam relinquunt.] 
 A jester, a bad character.
 [Fr., Diseur de bon mots, mauvais caractere.]  
 A jester, a bad character.
 [Fr., Diseur de bon mots, mauvais caractere.] 
 A jest loses its point when the jester laughs himself.
 [Ger., Des Spass verliert Alles, wenn der Spassmacher selber read more 
 A jest loses its point when the jester laughs himself.
 [Ger., Des Spass verliert Alles, wenn der Spassmacher selber 
lacht.] 
 (Andrew:) I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But 
what's your jest?
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 (Andrew:) I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But 
what's your jest?
 (Maria:) A dry jest, sir.
  (Andrew:) Are you full of them?
   (Maria:) Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' ends. Marry, now I 
let go your hand, I am barren.