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Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Idle men are the devil's playfellows.
Idle men are the devil's playfellows.
Love makes one fitt for any work.
Love makes one fitt for any work.
It's a wicked thing to make a dearth ones garner.
It's a wicked thing to make a dearth ones garner.
Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.
Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.
What a man does by the agency of another is his own act.
What a man does by the agency of another is his own act.
But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.
But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.
