A righteous man regardeth the life of this beast: but the tender
mercies of the wicked are cruel.

A righteous man regardeth the life of this beast: but the tender
mercies of the wicked are cruel.

He that hath hornes in his bosom, let him not put them on his
head.

He that hath hornes in his bosom, let him not put them on his
head.

The thorne comes forth with the point forwards.

The thorne comes forth with the point forwards.

One murder made a villain,
Millions a hero.

One murder made a villain,
Millions a hero.

I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.

I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.

The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
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The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
[Lat., Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent!]

How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
[Lat., Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent!]

We ne'er shall look upon his like again.

We ne'er shall look upon his like again.

In doubtful matters boldness is everything.

In doubtful matters boldness is everything.