The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the read more

The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands?
Then he shall answer, Those with read more

And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands?
Then he shall answer, Those with which I was wounded in the house
of my friends.

The wound is for you, but the pain is for me.
[Fr., La blessure est pour vous, la douleur read more

The wound is for you, but the pain is for me.
[Fr., La blessure est pour vous, la douleur est pour moi.]

The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst,
'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!

The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst,
'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death read more

Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.

Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create
anger where we never meant harm; and read more

Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create
anger where we never meant harm; and these thoughts are the
thorns in our cushion.
- William Makepeace Thackeray,