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Promises, Promises

Place not your trust in princes, who may dump you in the muck, where, as history oft evinces you will be for ever stuck. A cardinal this lesson learned, Thomas Wolsey for to name. All his fawning only earned ill fortune and great shame: "If I had served God half as well as I have my noble sire, I, now hearing my last knell would honorably retire: "Place not your trust in any man," Jan Hus said at the stake, where ill winds the flames did fan, all for the clergy's sake. Earth's great leaders promise much. They promise this and that; they'll promise lots more such and such as long as they stay fat.

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