THE WEAVERS, by G. Parker, v2 [GP#89][gp89w10.txt]6162 Begin to see how near good is to evil But the years go on, and friends have an end Does any human being know what he can bear of temptation Heaven where wives without number awaited him Honesty was a thing he greatly desired--in others How little we can know to-day what we shall feel tomorrow How many conquests have been made in the name of God One does the work and another gets paid To-morrow is no man's gift We want every land to do as we do; and we want to make 'em do it THE WEAVERS, by G. Parker, v3 [GP#90][gp90w10.txt]6163 A cloak of words to cover up the real thought behind Antipathy of the lesser to the greater nature Antipathy of the man in the wrong to the man in the right Friendship means a giving and a getting He's a barber-shop philosopher Monotonously intelligent No virtue in not falling, when you're not tempted Of course I've hated, or I wouldn't be worth a button Only the supremely wise or the deeply ignorant who never alter Passion to forget themselves Political virtue goes unrewarded She knew what to say and what to leave unsaid Smiling was part of his equipment Sometimes the longest way round is the shortest way home Soul tortured through different degrees of misunderstanding The vague pain of suffered indifference There's no credit in not doing what you don't want to do Tricks played by Fact to discredit the imagination We must live our dark hours alone Woman's deepest right and joy and pain in one--to comfort THE WEAVERS, by G. Parker, v4 [GP#91][gp91w10.txt]6164 Cherish any alleviating lie Triumph of Oriental duplicity over Western civilisation When God permits, shall man despair? THE WEAVERS, by Parker, Complete [GP#94][gp94w10.txt]6167