ENMARK'S a prison.

Then the world is one.

A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o' the worst.

We think not so, my lord.—

Why, then 'tis none to you; for there is noth-
ing either good or bad, but thinking makes
it so.
Hamlet. Act II, Sc. 2.

BUTT

OUT value dwells not in particular will;
It holds his estimate and dignity
As well wherein 'tis precious of itself
As in the prizer.

HE

Troilus and Cressida. Act II, Sc. 2.

E that is robb'd, not wanting what is
stolen,

Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at
Othello. Act III, Sc. 3.

all.

Subjectivity

Value

Intrin

sic

A

Fool's
Para-

dise

RECTITUDE

A

MAN cannot steal but it accuseth him;
A man cannot swear but it checks

Conscience

The Devil's Advocate

Sin Reaps no Ĉertitude

him; a man cannot lie with his neighbour's
wife but it detects him. 'Tis a blushing,
shame-fac'd spirit that mutinies in a man's
bosom.
Richard III., Act I, Sc. 4.

BUT

UT such is the infection of the time,
That, for the health and physic of our
right,

We cannot deal but with the very hand
Of stern injustice and confused wrong.

King John. Act V, Sc. 2.

WHEN law can do no right,

W Let it be lawful that law bar no

wrong. King John. Act III, Sc. 1.

HERE is no sure foundation set on blood,
No certain life achieved by others' death.

King John. Act IV, Sc. 2.

`HE King of kings

Thou
Shalt
Not

THE

Kill

Hath in the table of his law commanded

That thou shalt do no murder.

Richard III. Act I, Sc. 4.

H beams!

So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
The Merchant of Venice. Act V, Sc. 1

Henry IV. Part I. Act III, Sc. 1.

Moral Law

Candle
Light

The Council of Perfection

THAT

COURAGE

HAT which in mean men we entitle
patience
Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
King Richard II. Act I, Sc. 2.

S gentle and as jocund as to jest
Go I to fight: truth hath a quiet breast.
King Richard II. Act I, Sc. 3.

The
Aristo-
crat's
View

The Ideal War

rior

Defeat

A Fit
Quarry

Reward for

Valor

ΤΗ

HE lion dying thrusteth forth his paw, And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage

To be o'erpower'd.

S

King Richard II. Act V, Sc. 1.

END Danger from the east unto the west, So Honour cross it from the north to south,

And let them grapple. O, the blood more stirs

To rouse a lion than to start a hare!

BY

*

OY Heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
To pluck bright Honour from the pale-
fac'd moon,

Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
Where fathom-line could never touch the
ground,

And pluck up drowned Honour by the locks;
So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
Without corrival all her dignities.

Henry IV. Part I. Act I, Sc. 3.

UT of this nettle, danger, we pluck this

OU flower, safety.

Ow,

No fair,

Henry IV. Part I, Act II, Sc. 3.

Safety

for our

When the intent of bearing them is just.
Henry IV. Part I, Act V, Sc. 2.

Ν

there's nothing so becomes a man

IN peace there's nothing Soumility;

But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let it pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass canon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock

O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
King Henry V. Act III, Sc. 1.

Martial

Bearing