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Dissension: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations

I'll forbear; And am fallen out with my more headier will, To take the indispos'd and sickly fit For the sound man.— Shakespeare — King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4. L. 110.

O, he's a limb, that has but a disease; Mortal, to cut it off; to cure it, easy.— Shakespeare — Coriolanus. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 296.

Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger, washes all the air, That rheumatic diseases do abound.— Shakespeare — Midsummer Night's Dream. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 103.

This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy, an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.— Shakespeare — Henry IV. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 125.

This sickness dcth infect The very life-blood of our enterprise.— Shakespeare — Henry IV. Pt. I. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 28.

So when a raging fever burns, We shift from side to side by turns; And 'tis a poor relief we gain, To change the place but keep the pain.— WATTS — Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Bk. II. Hymn 146.

Have always been at daggers-drawing, And one another clapper-clawing.— BUTLER — Hudibras. Pt. II. Canto II. L. 79.

And Doubt and Discord step 'twixt thine and thee.— BYRON — The Prophecy of Dantc. Canto II. L. 140.

That each pull'd different ways with many an oath, "Arcades ambo," id est-blackguards both.— BYRON — Don Juan, Canto IV. St. 93.

Dissensions, like small streams, are first begun, Scarce seen they rise, but gather as they run: So lines that from their parallel decline, More they proceed the more they still disjoin.— SIR SAM'L GARTH — The Dispensary. Canto III. L. 184.

And bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word When they met in the way. C.— JEAN INGELOW — Poems. Strife and

Peace. An old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.— JEAN INGELOW — Poems. Strife and

Peace. Alas! how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied; That stood the storm when waves were rough. Yet in a sunny hour fall off.— MOORE — Lalla Rookh. The Light of the Harem. L. 183.

Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell Civil dissension is a viperous worm That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.— Shakespeare — Henry VI. Pt. I. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 71.

If they perceive dissension in our looks And that within ourselves we disagree, How will their grudging stomachs be provoked To wilful disobedience and rebel!— Shakespeare — Henry VI. Pt. I. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 139.

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts, That no dissension hinder government.— Shakespeare — Henry VI. Pt. III. Act IV. Sc. 6. L. 39.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature to.— WATTS — Divine Songs. Song XVI.

Discord, a sleepless hag who never dies, With Snipe-like nose, and Ferret-glowing eyes, Lean sallow cheeks, long chin with beard supplied, Poor crackling joints, and wither'd parchment hide, As if old Drums, worn out with martial din, Had clubb'd their yellow Heads to form her Skin. JOHN WOLCOTT (Peter Pindar)-The Louisad. Canto III. L.