Quote#Love
His friends he loved. His fellest earthly foes—
Quote byWilliam Watson · 1858–1935
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Epigrams of Art, Life, and Nature (1884), L. "An Epitaph", line 1..
English (original)
His friends he loved. His fellest earthly foes— Cats—I believe he did but feign to hate. My hand will miss the insinuated nose, Mine eyes the tail that wagg'd contempt at Fate.
— William Watson
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