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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 (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.
Oh! Why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast flying cloud,
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Oh! Why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast flying cloud,
A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave,
Man passes from life to his rest in the grave.
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.'
Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our read more
Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.
There was one who thought himself above me, and he was above me until he had that thought.
There was one who thought himself above me, and he was above me until he had that thought.
I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.
I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.