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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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.
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.
But that's another story.
But that's another story.
Men conceal the past scenes of their lives.
[Lat., Vitae poscaenia celant.]
Men conceal the past scenes of their lives.
[Lat., Vitae poscaenia celant.]
Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead.
Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead.
To keep your secret is wisdom; but to expect others to keep it is folly.
To keep your secret is wisdom; but to expect others to keep it is folly.
A secret at home is like rocks under tide.
A secret at home is like rocks under tide.
We trust our secrets to our friends, but they escape from us in
love.
[Fr., L'on confie son read more
We trust our secrets to our friends, but they escape from us in
love.
[Fr., L'on confie son secret dans l'amitie, mais il echappe dans
l'amour.]
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
