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.

Whenever a friend succeeds, a little something in me dies.

Whenever a friend succeeds, a little something in me dies.

Envy will merit as its shade pursue,
But like a shadow, proves the substance true.

Envy will merit as its shade pursue,
But like a shadow, proves the substance true.

The envious will die, but envy never.
[Fr., Les envieux mourront, mais non jamais l'envie.]

The envious will die, but envy never.
[Fr., Les envieux mourront, mais non jamais l'envie.]

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.

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.

Oh, what a bitter thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Oh, what a bitter thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Our envy of others devours us most of all.

Our envy of others devours us most of all.

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.