Celerity is never more admired
Than by the negligent.
Nay, but make haste; the better foot before.
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.
He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;
With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder.
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say "It lightens."
Wisely, and slow; they stumble that run fast.
HATRED
Hatred is self-punishment.
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure;
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
These two hated with a hate
Found only on the stage.
I pray that every passing hour
Your hearts may bruise and beat,
I pray that every step you take
May bruise and burn your feet.
Emtle Cammaehts—Vawx du Nouvel An,
1915, A L'Armee Allemand. Trans, by
Lord Curzon. England's Response. In
Observer, Jan. 10, 17, 1915.
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| text = <poem>Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why
I do that. I know not, but I feel that I do and
I am tortured.
Catullus—Carmina. LXXXV. 1.
Qui vit hai de tous ne saurait longtemps vivre.
He who is hated by all can not expect to live long.
Corneille—Cinna. I. 2.
There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder.
George Eliot—Felix Holt. Introduction.
HATRED
Quern metuont oderunt, quern quisque edit
periisse expetit.
Whom men fear they hate, and whom
they hate, they wish dead.
Quintus Enniub—Thyestes. (Atreus log.}})
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O storms! farewell.
Louise Imogen Guiney—The Sanctuary.
Wir haben lang genug geliebt,
Und wollen endlich hassen.
We've practiced loving long enough,
Let's come at last to hate.
Geobo Hebwegh—Lied vom Hasse. Trans,
by Thackeray in Foreign Quarterly Review,
April, 1843.
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| text = <poem>Then let him know that hatred without end
Or intermission is between us two.
Homer—Iliad. Bk. XV. L. 270. Bryant's trans. ^
"He was a very good hater."
I like a good hater.
But I do hate him as I hate the deviL
Ben Jonson—Every Man Out of his Humour. Act I. Sc. 1.
Wir haben nur einen einzigen Hass,
Wir lieben vereint, wir hassen vereint,
Wir haben nur einen einzigen Feind.
We have but one, and only hate,
We love as one, we hate as one,
We have one foe and one alone.
Ernst Lissauer—Hassgesang gegen England.
Trans, by Barbara Henderson. In the
Nation, jilarch 11, 1915.
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Thos. MrcDLETON—The Witch. Act IV. Sc. 3.
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| text = <poem>For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.
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Hatreds are the cinders of affection.
Sir Walter Raleigh—Letter to Sir Robert Cecil. May 10, 1593.
Der grosste Hass ist, wie die grosste Tugend und die schlimmsten Hunde, still.
The greatest hatred, like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, is silent.
Jean Paul Richter—i? esperus. XII.
Quos lseserunt et oderunt.
Whom they have injured they also hate.
Seneca—De Ira. Bk. II. Ch. 33.
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