Like Hamlet with the king at the play, "If he but blench, I know my course!"
But she did not blench in the least, though she remembered whose words he was quoting.
But though it fell, the people of the dauntless city did not blench.
His cheek did not blench, his lips quiver, nor his limbs tremble.
Now it is the turn of his judges to blench, for his persecutors to tremble.