For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
Utters another.

He seemed
For dignity compos'd and high exploit:
But all was false and hollow.

He seemed
For dignity compos'd and high exploit:
But all was false and hollow.

Men are always sincere. They change sincerities, that's all.

Men are always sincere. They change sincerities, that's all.

Pretexts are not wanting when one wishes to use them.
[It., Non mancano pretesti quando si vuole.]

Pretexts are not wanting when one wishes to use them.
[It., Non mancano pretesti quando si vuole.]

Everyone is born sincere and die deceivers.

Everyone is born sincere and die deceivers.

Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks read more

Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.

The great masses of the people will more easily fall victims to a big lie than to a small one.

The great masses of the people will more easily fall victims to a big lie than to a small one.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he
hid himself among women.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he
hid himself among women.