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1 Who dare to love their country, and be poor. Pope—On his Grotto at Twickenham.

2 Un enfant en ouvrant ses yeux doit voir la patrie, et jusqu'à la mort ne voir qu’elle. The infant, on first opening his eyes, ought to see his country, and to the hour of his death never lose sight of it. RoussBAU.

Breathes there the man with soulso dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose hearthath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!

sgow of the Last Minstrel. Canto VI.

t. 1.

4 Land of my sires! what mortal hand Cane'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand! Sgouw of the Last Minstrel. Canto VI. t. 2.

5 My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor. Scott—Rob Roy. Ch. XXXIV.

6 La patrie estaux lieux oil l'ame est enchainée. Our country is that spot to which our heart is bound. Voltaire—Le Fanatisme. I. 2. (See also CICERo)


7 I think the Romans call it Stoicism. Addison–Cato. Act 1. Sc. 4.


The soul, secured in her existence, smiles

At the drawn dagger, and defies its point. ADDISON.—Cato. Act W. Sc. 1.

9 The schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand, Whistling aloud to bear his courage up. BLAIR-The Grave. Pt. I. L. 58. (See also DRYDEN, also DRYDEN under Thought)

10 One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to flight better, Sleep to wake. Robert BRowNING—Epilogue. Asolando.

11 We are not downhearted, but we cannot understand what is happening to our neighbours. Joseph CHAMBERLAIN–Speech at Southwick, Jan. 15, 1906. 12 A man of courage is also full of faith. CICERo-The Tusculan Disputations. Bk. III. Ch. VIII. Yonge's trans.

13 Sta come torre ferma, chenon crolla Giammai la cima per soffiar de' venti. Be steadfast as a tower that doth not bend its stately summit to the tempest's shock. DANTE—Purgatorio. W. 14.


Whistling to keep myself from being afraid.

DRYDEN–Amphitryon. Act III. Sc. 1. (See also BLAIR)


The charm of the best courages is that they are inventions, inspirations, flashes of genius.

EMERSON.—Society and Solitude. Courage.

16 Courage, the highest gift, that scorns to bend To mean devices for a sordid end. Courage—an independent spark from Heaven'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 greatin war, are greatin love. The spring of all brave acts is seated here, As falsehoods draw their sordid birth from fear. FARQUHAR—Love and a Bottle. Part of dedication to the Lord Marquis of Carmarthen.

17 Stop shallow water still running, it will rage; tread on a worm and it will turn. Robert GREENE–Worth of Wit. (See also HENRY VI)


Few persons have courage enough to appear as good as they really are.

J. C. AND A. W. HARE-Guesses at Truth.


Tender handed stroke a nettle,
And it stings you for your pains;

Grasp it like a man of mettle,
And it soft as silks remains.
AARON HILL-Verses Written on a Window.

20 O friends, be men, and let your hearts be strong, And let no warrior in the heat of fight Do what may bring him shame in others' eyes; Formsore of those who shrink from shame are safe Than fall in battle, while with those who flee Is neither glory nor reprieve from death. HoMER—Iliad. Bk. W. L. 663. BRYANT's trans. 21 Justum et tenacem propositivirum Non civium ardor prava jubentium, Non vultus instantis tyranni, Mente quatit solida. The man who is just and resolute will not be moved from his settled purpose, either by the misdirected rage of his fellow citizens, or by the threats of an imperious tyrant. HoRACE—Carmina. III. 3. 1.

22 “Be bold!” first gate; “Be bold, be bold, and evermore be bold,” second gate; “Be not too bold!” third gate. Inscription on the Gates of Busyrane. (See also DANTON under Audacity)

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16 He COW That kills himself to avoid misery, fears it,

1. I neversaw a Purple Cow, Inever hope to see one; But I can tell you, anyhow I'd rather see than be one. GELETT BURGEss—The Purple Cow.

2 The Moo-cow-moo's got a tail like a rope En it's ravelled down where it grows, En it's just like feeling a piece of soap All over the moo-cow's nose. EDMUND WANCE CookE–The Moo-Cow-Moo.

3. You may rezoloot till the cows come home. John Hay—Little Breeches. Banty Tim. (See also Swift)

4. A curst cow hath short horns.

HERBERT-Jacula Prudentum.


A cow is a very good animal in the field; but we turn her out of a garden.

SAMUEL Johnson–Boswell's Life of Johnson.


6 The friendly cow all red and white, I love with all my heart: gives me cream with all her might To eat with apple-tart. STEVENson—Child's Garden of Verses. The Cow.

7 I warrant you lay abed till the cows came home. Swift–Polite Conversations. Dialog. 2. (See also Hay)

s Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread.


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And, at the best, shows but a bastard valour.
This life's a fort committed to my trust,
Which I must not yield up, till it be forced:
Nor will I. He's not valiant that dares die,
But he that boldly bears calamity.
MAssingFR—Maid of Honour. Act IV. Sc. 3.

17 Men lie, who lack courage to tell truth—the cowards! JoAQUIN MILLER—Ina. Sc. 3. 18 Timidiest optare necem. To wish for death is a coward's part. OvID–Metamorphoses. IV. 115. 19 Virtutis expers verbis jactans gloriam Ignotos fallit, notis est derisui. A coward boasting of his courage may deceive strangers, but he is a laughing-stock to those who know him. PHAEDRUs—Fables. I. 11. 1.

20 Vous semblez les anguilles de Melun; vous criez devant qu'on vous escorche. You are like the eels of Melun; you cry out before you are skinned. RABELAIs—Gargantua.

21 d Canis timidus vehementius latrat quam moret. b A cowardly cur barks more fiercely than it pites. QUINTUs CURTIUs RUFUs—De Rebus Gestis Alexandri Magni. VII. 4. 13.


When all the blandishments of life are gone,

The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on. DR. SEwell—The Suicide.

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