"Wich thou esteem'st the ornament of life,
And live a coward in thine esteems,
Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,'
Like the poor cat i' the adage?
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
What beast was't, then,
That made you break this enterprise to me?
When you durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to be more then what you were, you would
Be so much more the man." I, vii, 42-51.