What a terrible thing to be a great lord, yet a wicked man.
That must be fine, for I don't understand a word.
My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
What! Would you make no distinction between hypocrisy and devotion? Would you give them the same names, and respect the mask as you do the face? Would you equate artifice and sincerity? Confound appearance with truth? Regard the phantom as the very person? Value counterfeit as cash?
To create a public scandal is what's wicked; to sin in private is not a sin.
We die only once, and for such a long time.