Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
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Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
No, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy.

With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.

With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.

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!

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.

Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.

Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.

Envy, like fire, soars upward.
[Lat., Invidiam, tamquam ignem, summa petere.]

Envy, like fire, soars upward.
[Lat., Invidiam, tamquam ignem, summa petere.]

As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.

As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.

Envy's a sharper spur than pay:
No author ever spar'd a brother;
Wits are gamecocks to one read more

Envy's a sharper spur than pay:
No author ever spar'd a brother;
Wits are gamecocks to one another.

Man will do many things to get himself loved; he will do all things to get himself envied.

Man will do many things to get himself loved; he will do all things to get himself envied.