Is that your reason?
Char. Cowardise evermore
Flyes to the shield of reason.
Cler. Nought that is
Approv'd by reason can be cowardise.
Char. Dispute, when you should fight! Wrong, wreaklesse sleeping,
Makes men dye honorlesse; one borne, another105
Leapes on our shoulders.
Cler. Wee must wreake our wrongs
So as wee take not more.