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Bonus animus in mala re, dimidium est mali.

Courage in danger is half the battle.
PLAUTUSPseudolus. I. 5. 37.

10 Non solum taurus ferit uncis cornibus hostem, Verum etiam instanti læsa repugnat ovis.

Not only does the bull attack its foe with its crooked horns, but the injured sheep will fight its assailant. PROPERTIUSElegiæ. II. 5. 19.

11 Cowards may fear to die; but courage stout, Rather than live in snuff, will be put out. SIR WALTER RALEIGHThe night_before he died. Bayley's Life of Raleigh. P. 157.

He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing, in the figure of a lamb, the feats of a lion. Much Ado About Nothing. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 13.

The thing of courage
As rous'd with rage doth sympathise,
And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key,
Retorts to chiding fortune.

Troilus and Cressida. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 51.



Ei di virilità grave e maturo,
Mostra in fresco vigor chiome canute.

Grave was the man in years, in looks, in word,
His locks were gray, yet was his courage green.
Tasso-Gerusalemme. I. 53.










14 Quod sors feret feremus æquo animo.

I am the very pink of courtesy. Whatever chance shall bring, we will bear Romeo and Juliet. Act II. Sc. 4. L. 61. with equanimity. TERENCE-Phormio. I. 2. 88.

That's too civil by half. 2

SHERIDANThe Rivals. Act III. Sc. 4. Who stemm'd the torrent of a downward age. THOMSONThe Seasons. Summer. L. 1,516. High erected thoughts seated in a heart of

courtesy. COURTESY

SIR PHILIP SIDNEYThe Arcadia. Bk. I. 3

Par. II.
A moral, sensible, and well-bred man
Will not affront me, and no other can.

COWPER—Conversation. L. 193.

To laugh, to lie, to flatter to face,

Foure waies in court to win men's grace.
Life is not so short but that there is always time ROGER ASCHAMThe Schoolmaster.
enough for courtesy.
EMERSON—Social Aims.

A mere court butterfly,

That flutters in the pageant of a monarch. 5

BYRON-Sardanapalus. Act V. Sc. 1. How sweet and gracious, even in common speech, Is that fine sense which men call Courtesy! To shake with laughter ere the jest they hear, Wholesome as air and genial as the light,

To pour at will the counterfeited tear; Welcome in every clime as breath of Howers,

And, as their patron hints

the cold or heat, It transmutes aliens into trusting friends,

To shake in dog-days, in December sweat. And gives its owner passport round the globe. SAMUEL JOHNSONLondon. L. 140. JAMES T. FIELDS—Courtesy.

There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, Their accents firm and loud in conversation, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,

Their eyes and gestures eager, sharp and quick | More pangs and fears than wars or women have. Showed them prepared on proper provocation Henry VIII. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 368.

To give the lie, pull noses, stab and kick! And for that very reason it is said

At the throng'd levee bends the venal tribe: They were so very courteous and well-bred. With fair but faithless smiles each varnish'd o'er, JOHN HOOKHAM FRERE-Prospectus and Spec Each smooth as those that mutually deceive, imen of an Intended National Work.

And for their falsehood each despising each. 7

THOMSON-Liberty. Pt. V. L. 190.
When the king was horsed thore,
Launcelot lookys he upon,
How courtesy was in him more

Than ever was in any mon.

Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness. MORTE D'ARTHUR-Harleian Library. (Brit MARLOWEThe Jew of Malta. Act I. Sc. 2. ish Museum.) MS. 2,252.

Quicquid servatur, cupimus magis: ipsaque In thy discourse, if thou desire to please;

furem All such is courteous, useful, new, or wittie: Cura vocat. Pauci, quod sinit alter, amant. Usefulness comes by labour, wit by ease;.

We covet what is guarded; the very care Courtesie grows in court; news in the citie.

invokes the thief. Few love what they n ay HERBERT—Church. Church Porch. St. 49.


OVID-Amorum. III. 4. 25.
Shepherd, I take thy word,
And trust thy honest offer'd courtesy,

Verum est aviditas dives, et pauper pudor. Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds

True it is that covetousness is rich, modWith smoky rafters, than in tap'stry halls,

esty starves. And courts of princes.

PHÆDRUS-Fables. II. 1. 12.
MILTONComus. L. 322.

Alieni appetens sui profusus.
The thorny point

Covetous of the property of others and
Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show prodigal of his own.
Of smooth civility.

SALLUST—Catilina. V. As You Like It. Act II. Sc. 7. L. 94.

I am not covetous for gold, 11

Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; The Retort Courteous.

It yearns me not if men my garments wear; As You Like It. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 76. Such outward things dwell not in my desires:

But if it be a sin to covet honor Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant I am the most offending soul alive. Can tickle where she wounds!

Henry V. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 24. Cymbeline. Act I, Sc. 1. L. 84.

When workmen strive to do better than well, The mirror of all courtesy.

They do confound their skill in covetousness. Henry VIII. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 53.

King John. Act IV. Sc. 2 L. 28.











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Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.

BURNS-Elegy on Capt. Matthew Henderson.



The nesh yonge coweslip bendethe wyth the

dewe. THOMAS CHATTERTONRowley Poems. Ælla.

Dost thou now fall over to my foes?
Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame,
And hang a calf's skin on those recreant limbs.
King John. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 127.

Milk-liver'd man!
That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs,
Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
Thine honor from thy suffering.
King Lear. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 50.

Wouldst 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?

Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 7. L. 41.


The cowslip is a country wench.



22 The first wan cowslip, wet With tears of the first morn. OWEN MEREDITH (Lord Lytton)-Ode to a





How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false Through tall cowslips nodding near you,
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins Just to touch you as you pass.
The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, OWEN MEREDITH (Lord Lytton)-Song.
Who, inward search’d, have livers white as milk.
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 83.

Thus I set my printless feet
That which in mean men we entitle patience

O'er the cowslip's velvet head,

That bends not as I tread. Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.

MILTON-Comus. Song. Richard II. Act I, Sc. 2. L. 33.


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