| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Foe |
| | | He makes no friend who never made a foe. Tennyson. | 1 |
| | Cursed be the verse, how well soeer it flow, |
| That tends to make one worthy man my foe. |
Pope. | 2 |
| | Alike reserved to blame, or to commend, |
| A timorous foe and a suspicious friend. |
Pope. | 3 |
| | A foe to God was neer true friend to man, |
| Some sinister intent taints all he does. |
Young. | 4 | | |
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