This story will never go down.

This story will never go down.

I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
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I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
Mine own could not contain.

Thee is a skeleton on every house.

Thee is a skeleton on every house.

Trust him not with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.

Trust him not with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.

His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other read more

His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

When thou dost tell another's jest, therein
Omit the oaths, which true wit cannot need;
Pick out read more

When thou dost tell another's jest, therein
Omit the oaths, which true wit cannot need;
Pick out of tales the mirth, but not the sin.

In after-dinner talk,
Across the walnuts and the wine.

In after-dinner talk,
Across the walnuts and the wine.

Why do you laugh? Change but the name, and the story s told of
yourself.
[Lat., Quid rides?]
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Why do you laugh? Change but the name, and the story s told of
yourself.
[Lat., Quid rides?]
Mutato nomine de te fabula narratur.]

At this point therefore let us begin our narrative, without
adding any more to what has already been said; read more

At this point therefore let us begin our narrative, without
adding any more to what has already been said; for it would be
foolish to lengthen the preface while cutting short the history
itself.