What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.

What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.

Un gros serpent mordit Aurele.
Que croyez-vous qu'il arriva?
Qu' Aurele en mourut? Bagatelle!
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Un gros serpent mordit Aurele.
Que croyez-vous qu'il arriva?
Qu' Aurele en mourut? Bagatelle!
Ce fut le serpent qui creva.

Talk no more of the lucky escape of the head
From a flint so unhappily thrown;
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Talk no more of the lucky escape of the head
From a flint so unhappily thrown;
I think very different from thousands; indeed
'Twas a lucky escape for the stone.

One man's strawberries are another man's hives.

One man's strawberries are another man's hives.

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will read more

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will disperse itself through all the veins
That the life-weary taker may fall dead,
And that the trunk may be discharged of breath
As violently as hasty powder fired
Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb.

A deadly echidna once bit a Cappadocian; she herself died, having
tasted the Poison-flinging blood.
[Lat., Vipera Cappadocem read more

A deadly echidna once bit a Cappadocian; she herself died, having
tasted the Poison-flinging blood.
[Lat., Vipera Cappadocem nocitura mormordit; at illa Gustato
perit sanguine Cappadocis.]

Hier aupres de Charenton
Un serpent morait Jean Freron,
Que croyez-vous qu'il arriva?
Ce read more

Hier aupres de Charenton
Un serpent morait Jean Freron,
Que croyez-vous qu'il arriva?
Ce fut le serpent qui creva.

While Fell was reposing himself in the hay,
A reptile concealed bit his leg as he lay;
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While Fell was reposing himself in the hay,
A reptile concealed bit his leg as he lay;
But, all venom himself, of the wound he made light,
And got well, while the scorpion died of the bite.

All men carry about them that which is poyson to serpents: for
if it be true that is reported, read more

All men carry about them that which is poyson to serpents: for
if it be true that is reported, they will no better abide the
touching with man's spittle than scalding water cast upon them:
but if it happed to light within their chawes or mouth,
especially if it come from a man that is fasting, it is present
death.