Shakespeare Speaks on Cowardice
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If thou beest not immortal, look about you: security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend thee!
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My heart laments that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation. If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayst live; If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive. O constancy, be strong upon my side, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. How hard it is for women to keep counsel! Art thou here yet?
Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? And so return to you, and nothing else? Hark, boy! Enter the Soothsayer. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting above.
Soothsayer Ay, Caesar; but not gone. Come to the Capitol.
Cowardice is the perceived failure to demonstrate sufficient mental robustness and courage in the face of a challenge. . William Shakespeare, All's Well That Ends Well (s), Act IV, scene 3, line I may speak it to my shame, I have a. Shakespeare. It is the misfortune of worthy people that they are cowards. . Let mouth and heart be one; beat and speak together, and make both felt in action.
Cassius, go you into the other street, And part the numbers. Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here; Those that will follow Cassius, go with him; And public reasons shall be rendered Of Caesar's death.
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First Citizen I will hear Brutus speak. Second Citizen I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons, When severally we hear them rendered. Enter Citizens.
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A house in Rome. But, Lepidus, go you to Caesar's house; Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine How to cut off some charge in legacies.
Your master, Pindarus, In his own change, or by ill officers, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Things done, undone: but, if he be at hand, I shall be satisfied. A word, Lucilius; How he received you, let me be resolved. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; But when they should endure the bloody spur, They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades, Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?
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Low march within. You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman. Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? Must I budge? Must I observe you? By the gods You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish. BRUTUS You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not. I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me: For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces! Brutus hath rived my heart: A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth; I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for, I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.
O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again. Give me your hand.
conscience does make cowards of us all
Poet [Within] Let me go in to see the generals; There is some grudge between 'em, 'tis not meet They be alone. Poet [Within] Nothing but death shall stay me. The plains of Philippi. ANTONY Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know Wherefore they do it: they could be content To visit other places; and come down With fearful bravery, thinking by this face To fasten in our thoughts that they have courage; But 'tis not so. Julius Caesar by: William Shakespeare. Free-Will Honor Ethics vs. Act 2 Scene 2. Original Text Modern Text Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds.
And ghosts did shriek and squeal about the streets. These things are beyond all use,. Fierce, fiery warriors fought in the clouds in the usual formations of war—ranks and squadrons—until the clouds drizzled blood onto the Capitol.
The noise of battle filled the air, and horses neighed, and dying men groaned, and ghosts shrieked and squealed in the streets. Oh, Caesar! What can be avoided. How can we avoid what the gods want to happen? But I will go out, for these bad omens apply to the world in general as much as they do to me.
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. When beggars die there are no comets in the sky. The heavens only announce the deaths of princes. Cowards die many times before their deaths. The brave experience death only once. What say the augurers?