Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create
anger where we never meant harm; and read more

Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create
anger where we never meant harm; and these thoughts are the
thorns in our cushion.
- William Makepeace Thackeray,

Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee
And cherish'd thine image for years;
Thou hast taught read more

Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee
And cherish'd thine image for years;
Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee,
In secret, in silence, and tears.

The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the read more

The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.

Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death read more

Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

The wound is for you, but the pain is for me.
[Fr., La blessure est pour vous, la douleur read more

The wound is for you, but the pain is for me.
[Fr., La blessure est pour vous, la douleur est pour moi.]

How he in peace is wounded, not in war.

How he in peace is wounded, not in war.

The wounded gladiator forswears all fighting, but soon forgetting
his former wound resumes his arms.
[Lat., Saucius ejurat read more

The wounded gladiator forswears all fighting, but soon forgetting
his former wound resumes his arms.
[Lat., Saucius ejurat pugnam gladiator, et idem
Immemor antiqui vulneris arma capit.]

I tell you that which you yourselves do know,
Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
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I tell you that which you yourselves do know,
Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me.