Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend;
And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.

Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend;
And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.

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.

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.

The chiefs contend only for their place of burial.
[Lat., Ducibus tantum de funere pugna est.]

The chiefs contend only for their place of burial.
[Lat., Ducibus tantum de funere pugna est.]

He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our
skill. Our antagonist is our helper.

He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our
skill. Our antagonist is our helper.

You will stir up the hornets.
[Lat., Irritabis crabones.]

You will stir up the hornets.
[Lat., Irritabis crabones.]

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,

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.

In excessive altercation, truth is lost.
[Lat., Nimium altercando veritas amittitur.]

In excessive altercation, truth is lost.
[Lat., Nimium altercando veritas amittitur.]