He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the next block.
William Shakespeare on Easter
1564–1616 England
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It And her immortal part with angels lives.
Stands not within the prospect of belief.
The miserable have no other medicine
But only hope:
I've hope to live, and am prepar'd to die.
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings:
Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.
Now God be praised, that to believing souls,
Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!
Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with that
And manage it against despairing thoughts.
Within this wall of flesh
There is a soul counts thee her creditor.
Think'st thou I'll endanger my soul gratis?
Our hap is loss, our hope but sad despair.
I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath;
Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both.
Trust none;
For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
And hold-fast is the only dog.
Thy soul's flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out to-night.
Farewell
The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell.
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