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O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
BURNS--To Dr. Blacklock.
Breathes there a man with soul so dead,
Canto VI. St. 1.
Canto VI. St. 2.
Nono but the brave deserves the fair.
0. DRYDEN-- Alexander's Feast. St. 1.
My foot is on my native heath, and my name
I do love
der, More holy and profound, than mine own life, My dear wife's estimate.
Coriolanus. Act III. Sc. 3.
Of thee I sing :
Let freedom ring.
I was born an American ; I live an American ; I shall die an American. h. DANIEL WEBSTER-Speech.
July 17, 1850. Let our object be, our country, our whole country, and nothing but our country.
DANIEL WEBSTER--An address delivered ut the laying of the corner-stone of
the Bunker Hill Monument. Our country--whether bounded by the St. John's and the Sabine, or however otherwise bounded or described, and be the measurements more or less;--still our country, to be cherished in all our hearts, to be defended by all our hands. ROBT. C. WINTHROP--Toast at Faneuil
Hall on the 4th of July, 1845.
The charm of the best courages is that they are inventions, inspirations, Hashes of genius. p. EMERSON --Society and Solitude.
Courage. Courage the highest gift, that scorns to bend To mean devices for a sordid end. Courage--an independent spark from Heav
en's bright throne, By which the soul stands raised, triumphant,
high, alone. Great in itself, not praises of the crowd, Above all vice, it stoops not to be proud. Courage, the mighty attribute of powers
above, By which those great in war, are great in love. The spring of all brave acts is seated here, As falsehoods draw their sordid birth from
fear. 9. FARQUHAR--Love and a Bottle. Part of dedication to the Lord Marquis
of Carmarthen. Courage is, on all hands, considered as an essential of high character.
FROUDE-- Representative Men. Few persons have courage enough to appear as good as they really are. J. C. and A. W. HARE--Guesses at
COURAGE. The soul, secured in her existence, smiles at the drawn dagger, and defies its point. k.
ADDISON --Cato. Act V. Sc. 1.
What! shall one monk, scarce known beyond
his cell, Front Rome's far-reaching bolts, and scorn
her frown? Brave Luther answered, “ Yes"; that thun
der swell Rocked Europe, and discharged the tripple
crown. . LOWELL-- To W. L. Garrison. How well Horatius kept the bridge In the brave days of old. MACAULAY--Lays of Ancient Rome.
He prov'd the best man i' the field ; and for
his meed Was brow-bound with the oak. p. Coriolanus. Act II. Sc. 2.
The blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare. 9. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act I. Sc. 3.
The thing of courage, As rous'd with rage, with rage doth sympa
thise, And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key, Returns to chiding fortune.
Troilus and Cressida. Act I, Sc. 3. Think you, a little din can dannt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard lions roar? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?
'Tis more brave To live, than to die. d. OWEN MEREDITH --Lucile. Pt. II.
Canto VI. St. 11.
And do you tell me of a woman's tongue,
'Tis much he dares; And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety,
t. Jacbeth. Act III. Sc. 1. To be, or not to be, that is the question :Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Or, to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them? u. llamiet. Act III. Sc. 1.
We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail.
Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 7.
Courage in danger is half the battle.
9. PLAUTUS. Come one, come all! this rock shall fly From its firm base, as soon as I. h. Scott-- Lady of the Lake. Canto V.
St. 10. But how much unexpected, by so much We must awake endeavour for defence: For courage mounteth with occasion.
i. king John. Act II. Sc. 1.
Come let us take a muster speedily:
Fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns.
k. llenry V'l. Pt. III. Act IV. Sc. 7.
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age; doing in the figure of a lamb, the feats of a lion. 1. Much Ado About Nothing. Act I.
What man dare, I dare:
Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 4. Why, courage, then! what cannot be avoided, "Twere childish weakness to lament, or fear.
Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc. 4.
Richard 11. Act III. Sc. 2.
Cowards (may) fear to die; but courage
stout A moral, sensible, and well-bred man
Rather than live in snuff, will be put out. Will not affront me; and no other can.
Sir WALTER RALEIGH - On the Snuff of COWPER- Conversation. Line 193.
a Candle the night before he died Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy.
He that fights and runs away, b. EMERSON – Social Aims.
May turn and tight another day;
But he that is in battle slain
Bristol, 1752. Courtesie grows in court; news in the citie.
Where's the coward that would not dare
To fight for such a land!
9. SCOTT-- Marmion. Canto IV. St. 30. Shepherd I take thy word, And trust thy honest offer'd courtesy;
When all the blandishments of life are gone, Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds The coward sneaks to death, the brave live With smoky rafters, than in tap’stry hall
on. And courts of princes.
Dr. SEWELL-The Suicide. Bk. XI. d. MILTON—Comus. Line 322.
Ep. LV. I am the very pink of courtesy.
By this good light, this is a very shallow Romeo and Juliet. Act II. Sc. 4. monster:-I afear'd of him ?-a very weak
monster:- The man i' the moon ?-a most The thorny point Of bare distress hath ta'en trom me the show
poor credulous monster :--Well drawn, mon. Of smooth Civility.
ster, in good sooth. f. As You Like It. Act II. Sc. 7.
Tempest. Act II. Sc. 2. Too civil by half.
Cowards die many times before their deaths:
The valiant never taste of death but once. g. SHERIDAN—The Rivals. Act III.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should
Seeing that death, a necessary end, For those that fly may fight again,
Will come, when it will come. Which he can never do that's slain.
t. Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 2. ኤ h. BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. III. Canto III.
Dost thou now fall over to my foes ?
Thou wear a lion's hide! dott' it for shame, For those that run away, and fly,
And hang a calf's skin on those recreant Take place at least o'th' enemy.
King John. Act III. Sc. 1.
How many cowards, whose hearts are all as That all men would be cowards if they dare,
false Soine men we know have courage to declare. As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
). CRABBE-Tale I. The Dumb Orators. The beards of Hercules, and frowning Mars; That same man, that runnith awaie,
Who, inward search'd, have livers white as
milk? Maie again fight another daie. k. ERASMUS -- Apothegms. Trans. by
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. Udall.
I hold it cowardice, He who fights and runs away
To rest mistrustful where a noble heart May live to fight another day.
Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love. GOLDSMITH – The Art of Poetry on a
Henry VI. Pt. III. Act. IV. Sc. 2. New Plan.
I may speak it to my shame, When desp’rate ills demand a speedy cure, I have a truant been to chivalry. Distrust is cowardice, and prudence folly.
Henry IV. Pt I. Act v. Sc. 1. SAN'L JOHNSON-Irene. Act. IV.
It was great pity, so it was, That villainous saltpetre should be digg'd
He That kills himself to 'void misery, fears it,
Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, And, at the best, shows but a bastard valour.
Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd This life's a fort committed to my trust,
So cowardly; and but for these vile guns
He would himself have been a soldier.
y. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act I. Sc. 3. But he that boldly bears calamity.
I would give all my fame for a pot of nle, and MASSINGER- Maid of Honour. Act IV.
safety. Sc. 3.
Henry V. Act III. Sc. 2.
Plague on't; an I thought he had been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him damned ere I'd have challenged him.
Twe'fth Night Act III. Sc. 4. So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome
stench, Are from their hives, and houses, driven
away. They call'd us, for our fierceness, English
dogs; Now, like whelps, we crying run away.
b. Henry VI. Pt. İ. Act. I. Sc. 5. So cowards fight when they can fly no
further; As doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons; So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their
lives, Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers.
Henry VI. Pt. III. Act I. Sc. 4. What a slave art thou, to hack thy sword as thou hast done; and then say, it was in fight. d. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 4.
Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this ; for it will come to pass, That every braggart shall be found an ass. All's Well That Ends Weil, Act IV.
Se. 3. Would'st thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem; Letting I dare not wait upon I would, Like the poor cat i' the adage ? j. Vacbeth. Act I. Sc. 7.
You souls of geese, That bear the shapes of men, how have you From slaves that apes would beat!
g. Coriolanus. Act I, Sc. 4.
My valour is certainly going! it is sneaking off!
I feel it oozing out, as it were, at the palms of my hands. h. SHERIDAN- The Rivals. Act V.
Sc. 3. Ah, Fool! faint heart fair lady n'er could
win. i. SPENSER - Britain's Ida. Canto V.
St. I. The man that lays his hand on woman, save in the way of kindness, is a wretch whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward. j. TOBIN -- The Honeymoon. Act II.
O mighty nothing! unto thee,
CRASHAW --Steps to the Temple.
Bishop HEBER --Palestine. Line 137. Open, ye heavens, your living doors! let in The great Creator, from his work returned Magniticent, his six days' work, a world. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. VII.
Line 566. To recount almighty works What words of tongue or seraph can suffice, Or heart of man suttice to comprehend? p. MILTON --Paradise Lost. Bk. VII.
Line 89. All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul. POPE- Essay on Jan. Ep. I.
Line 267. No man saw the building of tne New Jeru. salem, the workmen crowded together, the untinished walls and unpaved streets; no man heard the clink of trowel and pickaxe; it descended out of heaven from God.
SEELEY--Ecce Homo. Ch. XXIV. Through knowledge we behould the World's
creation, How in his cradle first he fostred was, And judge of Nature's cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass. t. SPENSER-- Tears of the Muses. Urania.
DE LA BRUYERE- The Characters or
in France. Blood only serves to wash Ambition's hands.
uc. BYRON -- Don Juan. Canto IX. St. 59.
Crime is not punished as an offense against God, but as prejudicial to society.
FROUDE -Short Studies on Great Sibjects. Reciprocal Duties of State
CREATION. Creation is great, and cannot be understood.
k. CARLYLE– Essays. Characteristics. Silently as a dream the fabric rose; No sound of hammer or ot' saw was there.
1. CowPER-- The Task. Bk. V. Line 144.
Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 2. If little faults, proceeding on distemper, Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch
A man must serve his time to every trade, Save censure--critics all are ready made. Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by
rote, With just enough of learning to misquote; A mind well skill'd to find or forge a fault, A turn for punning, call it Attic salt; To Jeffrey go, be silent and discreet, His pay is just ten sterling pounds per sheet; Fear not to lie, 'twill seem a lucky hit; Shrink not from blasphemy, 'twill pass for
wit; Care not for feeling--pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress’d. Byron-- English Bards and Scotch
Reviewers. Line 63.
As soon Seek roses in December-ice June, Hope, constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics. p. BYRON-- English Bards and Scotch
Reviewers. Line 75.
A servile race Who, in mere want of fault, all merit place; Who blind obedience pay to ancient schools, Bigots to Greece, and slaves to rusty rules.
9. CHURCHILL-- The Rosciad. Line 183.
0, would the deed were good! For now the devil, that told me, I did well, Says, that this deed is chronicled in hell.
j. Richard 11. Act V. Sc. 5. There shall be done a deed of dreadful note. g. Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 2.
The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man
would die, And there an end; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders their
crowns, And push us from our stools.
h. Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 4.
The villainy you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction. i. Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 1.
Tremble thou wretch,
secrets. k. Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 1. Do evil deeds thus quickly come to end ? O, that the vain remorse which must chastise Crimes done, had but as loud a voice to
warn As its keen sting is mortal to avenge! 0, that the hour when present had cast off The mantle of its mystery, and shown The ghastly form with which it now returns When its scared game is roused, cheering the
bounds Of conscience to their prey !
I. SHELLEY- The Cenci. Act V. Sc. 1.