Courage and Strength

Though she be but little, she is fierce.

For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it and sets it light.

Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.

This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.

For courage mounteth with occasion.

Whose valor plucks dead lions by the beard. 8

One for all, or all for one we gage.

And I will stand the hazard of the die. I think there be six Richmonds in the field.

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis’d at first to keep the strong in awe.

Give me another horse! bind up my wounds!

The king’s name is a tower of strength.

What though the mast be now blown overboard, The cable broke, the holding anchor lost, And half our sailors swallow’d in the flood? Yet lives our pilot still.

A little fire is quickly trodden out, Which, being suffer’d, rivers cannot quench.

To fortune’s yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Still ride in triumph over all mischance.

True nobility is exempt from fear.

What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he arm’d that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, though lock’d up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

Fight till the last gasp.

He was of knyghthod and of fredom flour.

For he that naught n’ assaieth, naught n’ acheveth.

Correction does much, but encouragement does more.

Know how to rely on yourself.

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

There’s a way to do it better—find it.