If the internal griefs of every man could be read, written on his forehead, how many who now excite envy would appear to be the objects of pity?
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 MetastasioFortune is the best school of courage when she is fraught with anger, in the same way as winds and tempests are the school of the sailorboy.
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