Envy.
When Satan sends - to vex the mind of man And urge him on to meanness and to wrong - His satellites, there is not one that can Acquit itself like envy. Not so strong As lust, so quick as fear, so big as hate - A pigmy thing, the twin of sordid greed - Its work all noble things to underrate, Decry fair face, fair form, fair thought, fair deed, A sneer it has for what is highest, best, For love's soft voice, and virtue's robe of white; Truth is not true, and pity is not kind, A great task done is but a pastime light. Tormented and tormenting is the mind That grants to envy room to make its nest.
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"When Satan sends - to vex the mind of man..."
This evocative piece by Jean Blewett, titled "Envy.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...