For courage mounteth with occasion

Qui cherche et ne saisit pas ce qui s'offre ne le reverra jamais plus.

...Who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage to make love known?

Our doubts are traitors
And make us lose the good we oft might win

He which hath no stomach to this fight, let him depart, his passport shall be made and crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company that fears his fellowship, to die with us.

Where is your ancient courage? You were used to say extremities was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That when the sea was calm all boats alike showed mastership in floating.