Envy is a kind of praise.
I hate the man who builds his name On ruins of another's fame. Thus prudes, by characters o'erthrown, Imagine that they raise their own. Thus Scribblers, covetous of praise, Think slander can transplant the bays.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise. For envy is a kind of praise.
Praising all alike, is praising none.
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