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Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence from the pride
of man: thou shalt keep them read more
Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence from the pride
of man: thou shalt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the
strife of tongues.
Since word is thrall, and thought is free,
Keep well thy tongue, I counsel thee.
Since word is thrall, and thought is free,
Keep well thy tongue, I counsel thee.
Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out
his master's undoing.
Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out
his master's undoing.
Is there a tongue like Delia's o'er her cup,
That runs for ages without winding up?
Is there a tongue like Delia's o'er her cup,
That runs for ages without winding up?
I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
The language I have learnt these forty years,
My native English, now I must forgo;
And now read more
The language I have learnt these forty years,
My native English, now I must forgo;
And now my tongue's use is to me no more
Than an unstringed viol or a harp,
Or like a cunning instrument cased up
Or, being open, put into his hands
That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of
things in the sea, is tamed, read more
For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of
things in the sea, is tamed, and hath been tamed of mankind:
But the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of
deadly poison.
All swol'n with chafing, down Adonis sits,
Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast;
And now the happy read more
All swol'n with chafing, down Adonis sits,
Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast;
And now the happy season once more fits
That lovesick Love by pleading may be blest;
For lovers say the heart hath treble wrong
When it is barred the aidance of the tongue.
My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which
I have made touching the king: read more
My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which
I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready
writer.