If they have not sincerely striven for peace, but only pretended to so strive, then also they must be swept away, for deceit in such a matter is unpardonable.

The deceit of both of them hurt her immensely.

It is all pretence and deceit on her part.

This lowly roof, sir, must not be contaminated by the presence of one who has, further, deceivedand cruelly deceivedan honourable and venerable gentleman, and who wisely suppressed that deceit from me when he sought my protection.

11. 'Tis no Deceit to Deceive the Deceiver, by Henry Chettle, September 1598.

But neither in Iliad nor in Odyssey is there, except in phrases, any reprobation of deceit as such."

Helen, say you forgive the deceit for love's sake.

Each side knows the other's moves; there is no deceit about it.

So infinitely small are the first beginnings of the course of deceit into which tyranny always drives its victim.

Scherer recommends "amusement as a comfortable deceit by which we avoid a permanent tête-à-tête with realities that are too heavy for us."

Holy St. Mark! can deceit like this be practised under the sanction of thy blessed name!" "Father, it is, and more.

I ain't going to use no deceit with nobody.

" The stout mountaineer raised himself in pride, and endeavored to acknowledge the compliment in the manner of his well-meant but rude courtesy; for refinement did not then extend its finesse and its deceit among the glens of Switzerland.

TO A RIVER IN WHICH A CHILD WAS DROWNED (Text of 1818) Smiling river, smiling river, On thy bosom sun-beams play; Though they're fleeting and retreating, Thou hast more deceit than they.

The Carlist war has always been the war of ignorance and deceit against enlightenment and the advance of thought.

Thus he was brought by experience to understand how great the penalty is for an emperor's practicing deceit toward friends.

"I think, Gabrielle," he said, "that you should put an end to this deceit towards your poor blind father.

Be what thou art, now I have told thee what that is: in the eyes of children the fawning ape is ever comely: but the good fortune of Rhadamanthos hath come to him because the fruit that his soul bare was true, neither delighteth he in deceits within his heart, such as by whisperer's arts ever wait upon mortal man.

But why should I anticipate deceit at Spiritual hands?