Let Vernal Airs thro' trembling Oſiers play, / And Albion’s Cliffs reſound the Rural Lay.

Nonetheless, in the dark and privy stillness of our minds there are few of us who are not still haunted by worrisome doubts.

the stem of an apple or a cherry

I have always considered Pascal's Wager a questionable bet to place, since any God worth believing in would prefer an honest agnostic to a calculating hypocrite.