O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on....
But, O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
_Othello, Act iii. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
Trifle, light as air,
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.
_Othello, Act iii. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
With groundless fear he thus his soul deceives:
What phrenzy dictates, jealousy believes.
_Diome_. J. GAY.
Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injured lover's hell.
_Paradise Lost, Bk. V_. MILTON.
Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend
From jealousy!
_Othello, Act iii. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
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!
_David and Goliath_. H. MORE.
If I shall be condemned
Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else
But what your jealousies awake, I tell you,
'Tis rigor, and not law.
_Winter's Tale, Act iii. Sc. 2_. SHAKESPEARE.
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_. SHAKESPEARE.
But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
But agony unmixed, incessant gall,
Corroding every thought, and blasting all
Love's paradise.
_The Seasons: Spring_. J. THOMSON.