dastard

noun

1. A malicious coward; a dishonorable sneak.

   “I thought ye would never have given out these arms till you had recovered your ancient freedom: but you are all recreants and dastards, and delight to live in slavery to the nobility.”

   “The dastard, that did heare him selfe defyde, / Seem'd not to weigh his threatfull words at all, / But laught them out, as if his greater pryde, / Did scorne the challenge of so base a thrall: Or had not courage, or else had no gall.”

   “My client, an innately bashful man, would be the last man in the world to do anything ungentlemanly which injured modesty could object to or cast a stone at a girl who took the wrong turning when some dastard, responsible for her condition, had worked his own sweet will on her.”

adj

1. Meanly shrinking from danger, cowardly, dastardly.

   “1590, Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene, Book III, Canto One, Stanza 22, in The Faerie Queene, Books Three and Four, edited by Dorothy Stephens, Hackett, 2006, p. 13, Like dastard Curres, that having at a bay The salvage beast embost in wearie chace, Dare not adventure on the stubborne pray, Ne byte before, but rome from place to place, To get a snatch, when turned is his face.”

   “Now dragg'd once more beyond the western main, To groan beneath some dastard planter’s chain; Where my poor countrymen in bondage wait The long enfranchisement of ling’ring fate:”

   “Observe, too, that this is all a modern affair; belongs not to the old heroic times, but to these dastard new times. ‘Happiness our being’s end and aim’ is at bottom, if we will count well, not yet two centuries old in the world.”

verb

1. To dastardize.

   “1665, John Dryden, The Indian Emperour, or the Conquest of Mexico by the Spaniards, being the Sequel of The Indian Queen, Act II, Scene 1, http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/12166/pg12166-images.html Would my short life had yet a shorter date! / I'm weary of this flesh which holds us here, / And dastards manly souls with hope and fear; / These heats and colds still in our breast make war, / Agues and fevers all our passions are.”