A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts the lover afore words are uttered, and the smile that lights on the first-born baby, and assures him of a mother's love.
With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
He who goes unenvied shall not be admired.
Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave, Is emulation in the learn'd or brave.
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