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The mind of a wise man is the safest custody of secrets; cheerfulness is the key to friendship; patience and read more
The mind of a wise man is the safest custody of secrets; cheerfulness is the key to friendship; patience and forbearance will conceal many defects.
Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which
is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine read more
Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which
is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine and anger to
reveal it.
[Lat., Arcanum neque tu scrutaveris ullius unquam, commissumve
teges et vino tortus et ira.]
The secret things belong unto the Lord our God: but those things
which are revealed belong unto us and read more
The secret things belong unto the Lord our God: but those things
which are revealed belong unto us and to our children for ever,
that we may do all the words of this law.
Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon;
lest the daughters of the Philistines read more
Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon;
lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters
of the uncircumcised triumph.
For thre may kepe a counsel, if twain be awaie.
For thre may kepe a counsel, if twain be awaie.
For the king knoweth of these things, before whom also I speak
freely: for I am persuaded that none read more
For the king knoweth of these things, before whom also I speak
freely: for I am persuaded that none of these things are hidden
from him; for this thing was not done in a corner.
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.
But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house,
I could a tale read more
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.
Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?
Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?