In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
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;
...Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height.
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---William Shakespeare (King Henry V, Act III, Scene 2)
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