It is the just decree of Heaven that a traitor never sees his danger till his ruin is at hand.
Pietro MetastasioThe eye that gazes upon the sun sees not the orb it looks upon, confounded by the excess of its brightness.
Pietro MetastasioIf our inward griefs were seen written on our brow, how many would be pitied who are now envied! [It., Se a ciascun l'interno affanno Si leggesse in fronte scritto, Quanti mai, che invidia fanno, Ci farebbero pieta!].
Pietro MetastasioHow full of error is the judgment of mankind! They wonder at results when they are ignorant of the reasons
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