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For the first, the Poet saith truly, that he singeth most sweetly, that singeth my praise and commendation.
•Richard Beacon, Solon His Follie (1594).

Have ye non other man to moke, but ever me?
•Mankind (ca. 1465).

For it becomes a good and great-souled man to make no counter charge when he is maligned. For, just as missiles that are hurled against hard, well-built walls, do not settle on them, or penetrate them, or stay where they strike, but...