Who will not judge him worthy to be robbed That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shows the felon where his treasure lies?
Weigh the meaning and look not at the words.
They, who know no evil, will suspect none.
All concord's born of contraries.
Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.
The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.