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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As witnesses that the things were not done in a corner.
- Gen. Thomas Harrison,
As witnesses that the things were not done in a corner.
- Gen. Thomas Harrison,
For seldom shall she hear a tale
So said, so tender, yet so true.
For seldom shall she hear a tale
So said, so tender, yet so true.
For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither
any thing hid, that shall not be known read more
For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither
any thing hid, that shall not be known and come abroad.
Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead.
Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead.
When we desire to confine our words, we commonly say they are
spoken under the rose.
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When we desire to confine our words, we commonly say they are
spoken under the rose.
- Sir Thomas Browne,
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.
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.
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.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
