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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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| Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," |
To mine own room again: making so bold, I dare not, sir; But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me But screw your courage to the sticking-place, - March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell;
Ask yourself if you are teachable. But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Courage to make's love known? We must be brief when traitors brave the field. With what his valour did enrich his wit, Hath she forgot already that brave prince, I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is Digressing from the valour of a man; What man dare, I dare: Hath she forgot already that brave prince, I dare damnation:--to this point I stand,-- Then love-devouring death do what he dare,-- Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Fetch me my rapier, boy:--what, dares the slave Lines of fair comfort and encouragement. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold: His wit set down to make his valour live;