Quotes
Quotes about Fight
Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
Thou little valiant, great in villany!
Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!
Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight
But when her humorous ladyship is by
To teach thee safety.
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast
Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
Hath his bellyful of fighting.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories, once foil'd,
Is from the books of honour razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd.
As much valour is to be found in feasting as in fighting, and some of our city captains and carpet knights will make this good, and prove it.
The trenchant blade, Toledo trusty,
For want of fighting was grown rusty,
And ate into itself, for lack
Of somebody to hew and hack.
For those that fly may fight again,
Which he can never do that's slain.
Servant of God, well done; well hast thou fought
The better fight.
Such bickerings to recount, met often in these our writers, what more worth is it than to chronicle the wars of kites or crows flocking and fighting in the air?
Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,
Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures.
War, he sung, is toil and trouble;
Honour but an empty bubble;
Never ending, still beginning,
Fighting still, and still destroying.
If all the world be worth the winning,
Think, oh think it worth enjoying:
Lovely Thais sits beside thee,
Take the good the gods provide thee.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For 't is their nature too.
Birds in their little nests agree;
And 't is a shameful sight
When children of one family
Fall out, and chide, and fight.
For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best administer'd is best.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
In faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity.
Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage,
But wise through time, and narrative with age,
In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice,--
A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.
First in the fight and every graceful deed.
The first in banquets, but the last in fight.
'T is man's to fight, but Heaven's to give success.
Our business in the field of fight
Is not to question, but to prove our might.
Lo, when two dogs are fighting in the streets,
With a third dog one of the two dogs meets;
With angry teeth he bites him to the bone,
And this dog smarts for what that dog has done.
For he who fights and runs away
May live to fight another day;
But he who is in battle slain
Can never rise and fight again.
Where's the coward that would not dare
To fight for such a land?
Good at a fight, but better at a play;
Godlike in giving, but the devil to pay.
Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side
In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
He rush'd into the field, and foremost fighting fell.
Whoever fights, whoever falls,
Justice conquers evermore.
