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{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Comparisons do ofttime great grievance. John Lydgate—Bochas. | place = Bk. III. Ch. VIII. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Boiardo) Who wer as lyke as one pease is to another. Imx—Euphves. P. 215. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Gascoigne}}) | topic = | page = }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Hoc ego, tuque sumus: sed quod sum, non potes esse: Tu quod es, e populo quilibet esse potest. Such are thou and I: but what I am thou canst not be; what thou art any one of the multitude may be. MARTiAii—Epigrams. V. 13. 9. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Sunt bona, sunt qusedam mediocria, sunt mala plura. Some are good, some are middling, the most are bad. | author = Martial | work = Epigrams. | place = I. 17. 1. | note = | topic = | page = }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = 15 | text = L'ape e la serpe spesso Suggon l'istesso umore; The bee and the serpent often sip from the selfsame flower. Metastasio—Morte d'Abele. I. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = II y a fagots et fagots. There are fagots and fagots. Moltere—he Medecin Malgr& lui. I. 6. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mould. * * * The same reason that makes us wrangle with a neighbour causes a war betwixt princes. Montaigne—Apology for Raimond de Sebond. Bk.H. Ch.XII. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = A man must either imitate the vicious or hate them. Montaigne—Essays. Of Solitude. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = We are nearer neighbours to ourselves than whiteness to snow, or weight to stones. Montaigne—Essays. | place = Bk. II. Ch. XII. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = No more like together than is chalke to coles. Sir Thos. More—Works. P. 674. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Everye white will have its blacke, And everye sweet its soure. Thos. Percy—Bdiques. Sir Cvrline. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Another yet the same. | author = Pope | work = Dunciad. | place = Bk. III. L. 90. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = The rose and thorn, the treasure and dragon, joy and sorrow, all mingle into one. Saadi—The Gvlistan. Ch. VU. Apohgve2. Boss' trans. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Einem ist sie die hohe, die himmlische Gottin, demandern Eine tuchtige Kuh, die ihn mit Butter versorgt. To one it is a might}' heavenly goddess, to the other an excellent cow that furnishes him with butter. Schiller—Wissenschaft. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 126 }}