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And the combat ceased, for want of combatants.
[Fr., Et le combat cessa, faute de combattants.]
And the combat ceased, for want of combatants.
[Fr., Et le combat cessa, faute de combattants.]
And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot
stand.
And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot
stand.
And Abram said unto Lot, Let there be no strife, I pray thee,
between me and thee, and between read more
And Abram said unto Lot, Let there be no strife, I pray thee,
between me and thee, and between my herdmen and thy herdmen; for
we be brethren.
Did thrust (as now) in other's corn his sickle.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
Did thrust (as now) in other's corn his sickle.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
The whole discord of this world consists in discords.
[Lat., Tota hujus mundi concordia ex discordibus constat.]
The whole discord of this world consists in discords.
[Lat., Tota hujus mundi concordia ex discordibus constat.]
A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman
are alike.
A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman
are alike.
Great contest follows, and much learned dust
Involves the combatants; each claiming truth,
And truth disclaiming both.
Great contest follows, and much learned dust
Involves the combatants; each claiming truth,
And truth disclaiming both.
When individuals approach one another with deep purposes on both
sides they seldom come at once to the matter read more
When individuals approach one another with deep purposes on both
sides they seldom come at once to the matter which they have most
at heart. They dread the electric shock of a too sudden contact
with it.
Thus when a barber and collier fight,
The barber beats the luckless collier--white;
The dusty collier heaves read more
Thus when a barber and collier fight,
The barber beats the luckless collier--white;
The dusty collier heaves his ponderous sack,
And, big with vengeance, beats the barber--black.
In comes the brick-dust man, with grime o'er spread,
And beats the collier and the barber--red;
Black, red, and white, in various clouds are toss'd,
And in the dust they raise the combatants are lost.