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The artist envies what the arties gains,
The bard the rival bard's successful strains.
The artist envies what the arties gains,
The bard the rival bard's successful strains.
Who among us hasn't envied a cat's ability to ignore the cares of daily life and to relax completely?
Who among us hasn't envied a cat's ability to ignore the cares of daily life and to relax completely?
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
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Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.
No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]
No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]
If we did but know how little some enjoy of the great things that they possess, there would not be read more
If we did but know how little some enjoy of the great things that they possess, there would not be much envy in the world.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise.
For envy is a kind of praise.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise.
For envy is a kind of praise.
Envy not greatness: for thou mak'st thereby
Thyself the worse, and so the distance greater.
Envy not greatness: for thou mak'st thereby
Thyself the worse, and so the distance greater.
Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest
peaks.
[Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]
Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest
peaks.
[Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]
My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
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My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
And his disciples only envy at,
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at ye!