All men carry about them that which is poyson to serpents: for
if it be true that is reported, read more

All men carry about them that which is poyson to serpents: for
if it be true that is reported, they will no better abide the
touching with man's spittle than scalding water cast upon them:
but if it happed to light within their chawes or mouth,
especially if it come from a man that is fasting, it is present
death.

One man's strawberries are another man's hives.

One man's strawberries are another man's hives.

The man recover'd of the bite,
The dog it was that died.

The man recover'd of the bite,
The dog it was that died.

What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.

What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will read more

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will disperse itself through all the veins
That the life-weary taker may fall dead,
And that the trunk may be discharged of breath
As violently as hasty powder fired
Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb.

Un gros serpent mordit Aurele.
Que croyez-vous qu'il arriva?
Qu' Aurele en mourut? Bagatelle!
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Un gros serpent mordit Aurele.
Que croyez-vous qu'il arriva?
Qu' Aurele en mourut? Bagatelle!
Ce fut le serpent qui creva.

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human
kindness.
[Ger., In gahrend Drachengift hast read more

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human
kindness.
[Ger., In gahrend Drachengift hast du
Die Milch der frommen Denkart mir verwandelt.]

A deadly echidna once bit a Cappadocian; she herself died, having
tasted the Poison-flinging blood.
[Lat., Vipera Cappadocem read more

A deadly echidna once bit a Cappadocian; she herself died, having
tasted the Poison-flinging blood.
[Lat., Vipera Cappadocem nocitura mormordit; at illa Gustato
perit sanguine Cappadocis.]

Talk no more of the lucky escape of the head
From a flint so unhappily thrown;
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Talk no more of the lucky escape of the head
From a flint so unhappily thrown;
I think very different from thousands; indeed
'Twas a lucky escape for the stone.