Page:Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922).djvu/824

786

THEOLOGY (See Church, Doctrine, Religion)

THIEVING

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. Proverbs. LX. 17. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Ctbbek) Stolen sweets are always sweeter: Stolen kisses much completer; Stolen looks are nice in chapels: Stolen, stolen be your apples. Thomas Randolph—Song of Fairies.

| seealso = (See also {{sc|Ctbbeb) Thou hast stolen both mine office and my name; The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle blame. Comedy of Errors. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 44. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 786 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = 15 | text = A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole, And put it in his pocket! Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 99. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 786 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another! Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 29. Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm. Julius Cæsar. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 9. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 786 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief: He robs himself that spends a bootless grief. Othello. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 208. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 786 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n, Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all. Othello. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 342. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 786 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = In limited professions there's boundless theft. Timon of Athens. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 430. | The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft. Timon of Athens. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 439. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 786 }}