But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.
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A man can hide all things, excepting twain--
That he is drunk, and that he is in love.
A man can hide all things, excepting twain--
That he is drunk, and that he is in love.
How can we expect another to keep our secret if we cannot keep it
ourselves.
How can we expect another to keep our secret if we cannot keep it
ourselves.
When thou dost tell another's jest, therein
Omit the oaths, which true wit cannot need;
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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.
A secret at home is like rocks under tide.
A secret at home is like rocks under tide.
When a secret is revealed, it is the fault of the man who
confided it.
When a secret is revealed, it is the fault of the man who
confided it.
Leave in concealment what has long been concealed.
[Lat., Latere semper patere, quod latuit diu.]
Leave in concealment what has long been concealed.
[Lat., Latere semper patere, quod latuit diu.]
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
But that's another story.
But that's another story.
