And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands?
Then he shall answer, Those with read more

And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands?
Then he shall answer, Those with which I was wounded in the house
of my friends.

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
The hearts bleed longest, and but heal to wear
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What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
The hearts bleed longest, and but heal to wear
That which disfigures it.

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.

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

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.

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

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,