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Sc. 7_. SHAKESPEARE. What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble. _Macbeth, Act iii. Sc. 4_. SHAKESPEARE. "Brave boys," he said, "be not dismayed, For the loss of one commander, For God will be our king this day, And I'll be general under." _From the Battle of the Boyne. Old Ballad_. By how much unexpected, by so much We must awake endeavor for defence, For courage mounteth with occasion. _King John, Act ii. Sc. 1_. SHAKESPEARE. Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back. _Macbeth, Act v. Sc. 5_. SHAKESPEARE. Danger knows full well That Caesar is more dangerous than he. We are two lions littered in one day, And I the elder and more terrible. _Julius Caesar, Act ii. Sc. 2_. SHAKESPEARE. No common object to your sight displays, But what with pleasure Heaven itself surveys, A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state. While Cato gives his little senate laws, What bosom beats not in his country's cause? Who hears him groan, and does not wish to bleed? Who sees him act, but envies every deed? _Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato_. A. POPE. Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?--Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And fade him follow. _Julius Caesar, Act i. Sc. 2_. SHAKESPEARE. "You fool! I tell you no one means you harm." "So much the better," Juan said, "for them." _Don Juan_. LORD BYRON. The intent and not the deed Is in our power; and therefore who dares greatly Does greatly. _Barbarossa_. J. BROWN. False Wizard, avaunt! I have marshalled my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. _Lochiel's Warning_. T. CAMPBELL. COURTESY. How sweet and gracious, even in common speech, Is that fine sense which men call Courtesy! Wholesome as air and genial as the light, Welcome in every clime as breath of flowers, It transmutes aliens into trusting friends, And gives its owner passport round the globe. _Courtesy_. J.T. FIELDS. In thy discourse, if tho
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