Naught venture, naught have.
_Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry. October's
Abstract_. T. TUSSER.
We must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
_Julius Cæsar, Act iv. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
Fierce warres, and faithful loves shall moralize my song.
_Faërie Queene, Bk. I. Proem_. E. SPENSER.
Send danger from the east unto the west,
So honor 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!
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By Heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap,
To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon,
Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,
And pluck up drowned honor by the locks.
_K. Henry IV., Pt. I. Act i. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
A wild dedication of yourselves
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
_Winter's Tale, Act_ iv. _Sc_. 3. SHAKESPEARE.