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Stolen sweets are best.
Stolen sweets are best.
To keep my hands from picking and stealing.
To keep my hands from picking and stealing.
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.
The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief,
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief,
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
No Indian prince has to his palace
More followers than a thief to the gallows.
No Indian prince has to his palace
More followers than a thief to the gallows.
A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
Never thrust your own sickle into another's corn.
Never thrust your own sickle into another's corn.
Yet thanks I must you con
That you are thieves professed, that you work not
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Yet thanks I must you con
That you are thieves professed, that you work not
In holier shapes; for there is boundless theft
In limited professions.
Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself
Are much condemned to have an itching palm,
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Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself
Are much condemned to have an itching palm,
To sell and mart your offices for gold
To undeservers.
