William Shakespeare Quotes on Belief & Faith (85 Quotes)




    Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold
    Thy face hath not the power to make love groan;
    To say they err I dare not be so bold,
    Although I swear it to myself alone.

    Faith, my lord,
    I hear of none but the new proclamation
    That's clapp'd upon the court gate.

    Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock I'll ring it;
    I'll try how you can sol-fa, and sing it.





    O hard-believing love, how strange it seems
    Not to believe, and yet too credulous!


    Faith, none for me; except the north-east wind,
    Which then blew bitterly against our faces,
    Awak'd the sleeping rheum, and so by chance
    Did grace our hollow parting with a tear.

    I was three or four
    times in the thought they were not fairies; and yet the
    guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise of my powers,
    drove the grossness of the foppery into a receiv'd belief,
    in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and reason, that they
    were fairies.

    Faith, stay here this night; they will
    surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us
    gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for
    the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me,
    could find in my heart to stay here still and turn witch.





    O, let me, true in love, but truly write,
    And then, believe me, my love is as fair
    As any mother's child, though not so bright
    As those gold candles fixed in heaven's air.

    Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and
    performances are no kin together.




    Faith, sir, if you had told as many lies in his behalf
    as you have uttered words in your own, you should not pass here;
    no, though it were as virtuous to lie as to live chastely.

    No faith, proud mistress, hope not after it;
    'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
    Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream,
    That can entame my spirits to your worship.



    John, to stop Arthur's tide in the whole,
    Hath willingly departed with a part;
    And France, whose armour conscience buckled on,
    Whom zeal and charity brought to the field
    As God's own soldier, rounded in the ear
    With that same purpose-changer, that sly devil,
    That broker that still breaks the pate of faith,
    That daily break-vow, he that wins of all,
    Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, maids,
    Who having no external thing to lose
    But the word 'maid,' cheats the poor maid of that;
    That smooth-fac'd gentleman, tickling commodity,
    Commodity, the bias of the world-
    The world, who of itself is peised well,
    Made to run even upon even ground,
    Till this advantage, this vile-drawing bias,
    This sway of motion, this commodity,
    Makes it take head from all indifferency,
    From all direction, purpose, course, intent-
    And this same bias, this commodity,
    This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word,
    Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France,
    Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid,
    From a resolv'd and honourable war,
    To a most base and vile-concluded peace.

    In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
    For they in thee a thousand errors note;
    But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
    Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.

    The devil a Puritan that he is, or anything constantly but a
    time-pleaser; an affection'd ass that cons state without book and
    utters it by great swarths; the best persuaded of himself, so
    cramm'd, as he thinks, with excellencies that it is his grounds
    of faith that all that look on him love him; and on that vice in
    him will my revenge find notable cause to work.

    Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that;
    for the defence of a town our general is excellent.

    Faith, he tonight hath boarded a land carack;
    If it prove lawful prize, he's made forever.


    Faith, if 'a be not rotten before 'a die (as we have many
    pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce hold the laying in, I
    will last you some eight year or nine year.




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