Jealousy is said to be the offspring of Love. Yet, unless the parent makes haste to strangle the child, the child will not rest till it has poisoned the parent.
Les hommes sont la cause que les femmes ne s'aiment point.
Men are the cause of women not loving one another.
In jealousy there is more self-love than love.
No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty—jealousy.
Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
Can't I another's face commend,
Or to her virtues be a friend,
But instantly your forehead louers,
As if her merit lessen'd yours?
O jealousy,
Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom
Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful hue
Of my fresh cheek to haggard sallowness,
And drinks my spirit up!
Hannah Mori:—David and Goliath. Pt. V.
Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.
Poke—Prologue to the Satires. L. 197.
O, der alles vergrossernden Eifersucht.
O jealousy! thou magnifier of trifles.
Schiller—Fiesco. I. 1.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt.
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt!
Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 19.
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess,
As, I confess, it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not.
Othello. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 146.
O, beware, my lord of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss,
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er,
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.
Othello. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 322.
But jealous souls will not be answer'd so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they are jealous.
Othello. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 158.
If I shall be condemn' d
Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else
But what your jealousies awake, I tell you,
’Tis rigour, and not law.
Winter's Tale. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 112.
Entire affection hateth nicer hands.
Spenser—Faerie Queene. Bk. I. Canto VIII.
St. 40.
But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
But agony uninix'd, incessant gall,
Corroding every thought, and blasting all
Love's paradise.
Thomson—The Seasons. Spring. L. 1,073.
JESTING
A joke's a very serious thing.
A man who could make so vile a pun would
not scruple to pick a pocket.
John Dennis—In The Gentleman's Magazine.
Vol. LI. P. 324. Claimed for Daniel
Purcell but given to Dennis by Hood,
also by Victor in an Epistle to Steele.
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Fuller—The Holy and Profane States. Of
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| text = <poem>He that will lose his friend for a jest, deserves
to die a beggar by the bargain.
Fuller—The Holy and Profane States. Of
Jesting. Maxim VII.
No time to break jests when the heartstrings are about to be broken.
Less at thine own things laugh; lest in the jest
Thy person share, and the conceit advance,
Make not thy sport abuses: for the fly
That feeds on dung is colored thereby.
People that make puns are like wanton boys that put coppers on the railroad tracks.
Holies—The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table. I. </poem>
And however our Dennises take offence,
A double meaning shows double sense;
And if proverbs tell truth,
A double tooth
Is wisdom's adopted dwelling.
