I have played the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend would hold a secret
Mine own could not contain.—Massinger: Unnatural Combat, V. 2.
Ham.—Do not believe it.
Ros.—Believe what?
Ham.—That I can keep your counsel, and not mine own.
Shakspeare: Hamlet, IV. 2.
Anger is like
A full-hot horse, who being allowed his way,