The valiant never taste of death but once.
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SHAKS.: _Jul. Cæsar,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

The man that lays his hand upon a woman,
Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch
Whom 't were gross flattery to name a coward.
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JOHN TOBIN: _Honeymoon,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

The coward never on himself relies,
But to an equal for assistance flies.
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CRABBE: Tale iii., Line 84.


=Cowslips.=

With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head,
And every flower that sad embroidery wears.
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MILTON: _Lycidas,_ Line 139.


=Coxcombs.=

So by false learning is good sense defac'd;
Some are bewilder'd in the maze of schools,
And some made coxcombs, nature meant but fools.
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