So smooth he daubed his vice with show of virtue
That, his apparent open guilt omitted--
I read more

So smooth he daubed his vice with show of virtue
That, his apparent open guilt omitted--
I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife--
He lived from all attainder of suspects.

And the veil
Spun from the cobweb fashion of the times,
TO hid the feeling heart?

And the veil
Spun from the cobweb fashion of the times,
TO hid the feeling heart?

O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?

O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?

We are oft to blame in this,
'Tis too much proved, that with devotion's visage
And pious read more

We are oft to blame in this,
'Tis too much proved, that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.

Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke
Should wear his cross upon the heart.

Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke
Should wear his cross upon the heart.

An ounce of hypocrisy is worth a pound of ambition. •Michael Korda We ought to see far enough read more

An ounce of hypocrisy is worth a pound of ambition. •Michael Korda We ought to see far enough into a hypocrite to see even his sincerity. •G. K. Chesterton Often a noble face hides filthy ways. •Euripides The only vice which cannot be forgiven is hypocrisy. The repentance of a hypocrite is itself hypocrisy.

A man I knew who lived upon a smile,
And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair,
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A man I knew who lived upon a smile,
And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair,
While rankest venom foam'd through every vein.

When a man puts on a Character he is a stranger to, there's as
much difference between what he read more

When a man puts on a Character he is a stranger to, there's as
much difference between what he appears, and what he is really in
himself, as there is between a VIzor and a Face.

Thou hast prevariated with thy friend,
By underhand contrivances undone me:
And while my open nature trusted read more

Thou hast prevariated with thy friend,
By underhand contrivances undone me:
And while my open nature trusted in thee,
Thou hast stept in between me and my hopes,
And ravish'd from me all my soul held dear.
Thou hast betray'd me.