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Soldier: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

A try'd and valiant soldier. Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as gods.— T. A. iii. 5.

Consider this: He hath been bred i' the wars Since he could draw a sword, and is ill-school'd In boulted language; meal and bran together He throws without distinction.— C. iii. 3

He that is truly dedicate to war, hath no self-l ve.— H. VI. PT. II. v. 2.

Consider further, That when he speaks not like a citizen, You find him like a soldier: Do not take His rougher accents for malicious sounds, But, as I say, such as become a soldier.— C. iii. 3

The armipotent soldier. 'Tis the soldiers' life To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife.— 0. ii. 3

"Tis much he dares; And, to the dauntless temper of his mind, He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety.— M. iii. 1.

A braver soldier never couched lance, A gentler heart did never sway in court. H. VI. PT. 1. iii. 2. I am a soldier; and unapt to weep, Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness.— H. VI. PT. I. v. 3.

Fye, my lord, fye! a soldier and afraid ?— M. V. 1.

Trailest thou the puissant pike?— H. V. iv. 1.

Go to the wars, would you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough at the end to buy him a wooden one?— P. P. iv. 6.

Faith, Sir, he has led the drum before the English tragedians, to belie him I will not, - and more of his soldiership I know not; except, in that country, he had the honour to be the officer at a place there called Mile End, to instruct for the doubling of files: I would do the man what honour I can, but of this I am not certain.— A. W. iv. 3

All furnish'd, all in arms, All plum'd like estridges that wing the wind; Bated like eagles having lately bath'd; Glittering in golden coats, like images; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.— H. IV. PT. 1. iv. 1.

Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for powder, food for powder; they'll find a pit as well as better.— H. IV. PT. I. iv. 2

In Love

I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, That lik'd, but had a rougher task in hand Than to drive liking to the name of love: But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts Have left their places vacant, in their rooms— M. A. i. 1.

Come thronging soft and delicate desires. May that soldier a mere recreant prove, That means not, hath not, or is not in love T.C.-1.3.

Soldier's Death

Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt: He only liv'd but till he was a man ; The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd, In the unshrinking station where he fought, But like a man he died. M.v.7. They say he parted well, and paid his score; So God be with him,— M. V. 7

I pray you, bear me hence From forth the noise and rumour of the field; Where I may think the remnant of my thoughts In peace, and part this body and my-soul With contemplation and devout desires.— K. J. v. 5

So underneath the belly of their steeds, That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood, The noble gentleman gave up the ghost. H. VI. PT. III. ii. 3. Why then, God's soldier be he! Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death: And so his knell is knoll'd.— M. V. 7.

Soldier, A Passive Instrument

To be tender-minded Does not become a sword:-Thy great employment Will not bear question.— K. L. v. 3.

It fits thee not to ask the reason why, Because we bid it.— P. P. i. 1.

That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster.— 0. i. 1

Mere prattle without pactice, Is all his soldiership.— 0. i. 1