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In jealousy there is more self-love than love.
In jealousy there is more self-love than love.
In jealousy there is more of self-love than love.
In jealousy there is more of self-love than love.
The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
What we used to say was whoever had the bow tie got to lead the band. There was never any read more
What we used to say was whoever had the bow tie got to lead the band. There was never any jealousy.
Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that
supplants us all in the long read more
Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that
supplants us all in the long run.
The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbour.
The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbour.
Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
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Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
Gloomy was Heaven; bright Phoebus did avow
He would be coy, and would not love at all;
Swearing no greater mischief could be wrought,
Than love united to a jealous thought.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.