Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault)
Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.

Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault)
Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.

Though pride is not a virtue, it is the parent of many virtues.

Though pride is not a virtue, it is the parent of many virtues.

He is so plaguy proud that the death-tokens of it
Cry 'No recovery.'

He is so plaguy proud that the death-tokens of it
Cry 'No recovery.'

Pride in their port, defiance in their eye,
I see the lords of humankind pass by.

Pride in their port, defiance in their eye,
I see the lords of humankind pass by.

The truly proud man knows neither superiors nor inferiors. The first he does not admit of; the last he does read more

The truly proud man knows neither superiors nor inferiors. The first he does not admit of; the last he does not concern himself about.

Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it;
I like to be despised.

Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it;
I like to be despised.

O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
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O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:
Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine
Yet keeps his book uncrossed.

I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea read more

I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride
At length broke under me, and now has left me,
Weary and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.

Pride is an admission of weakness; it secretly fears all competition and dreads all rivals.

Pride is an admission of weakness; it secretly fears all competition and dreads all rivals.