'Tis pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul; I think the Romans call it stoicism.
Pees maketh plente; Plente maketh pride; Pride make plee; Plee maketh povert; Povert maketh pees. Peace makes plenty; Plenty makes pride; Pride makes lawsuits; Lawsuits make poverty; Poverty makes peace.
Beaucoup d'hommes ont un orgueil qui les pousse a' cacher leurs combats et a' ne se montrer que victorieux. Many men have pride that causes them to hide their combats and to only show themselves victorious. '
I know thy pride, and the naughtiness of thine heart.
Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.
The Pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low no pride. He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.
How beautiful is all this visible world! How glorious in its action and itself! But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mixed essence make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride.
So I lie, whose fount of pride, Dear distress, and joy allied, Is my somber flesh and skin, With the dark blood dammed within.
L |' si vedra' la superbia ch'asseta, che fa lo Scotto e l'Inghilese folle, s |' che non puo' soffrir dentro a sua meta. There shall you see the pride which causes thirst, which makes the Scots and the English mad, so that they cannot remain within their boundaries.
Tempt me no more; for I Have known the lightning's hour, The poet's inward pride, The certainty of power.
Such is our pride, our folly, or our fate, That few, but such as cannot write, translate.
What argufies pride and ambition? Soon or late death will take us in tow: Each bullet has got its commission, And when our time's come we must go.
My thoughtless youth was winged with vain desires, My manhood, long misled by wandering fires, Followed false lights; and when their glimpse was gone My pride struck out new sparkles of her own Good life be now my task: my doubts are done; (What more could fright my faith thanThree in One?)
As a matter of racial pride we want to be called blacks. Which has replaced the term Afro-American.Which replaced Negroes.Which replaced colored people. Which replaced darkies.Which replaced blacks.
Fond Pride of Dress is sure an Empty Curse; E'er Fancy you consult, consult your Purse.
L'orgueil sort du coeur le jour o u' l'amour y entre. Pride leaves the heart the moment love enters it.
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
A wise nation preserves its records, gathers up its muniments, decorates the tombs of its illustrious dead, repairs its great public structures, and fosters national pride and love of country, by perpetual references to the sacrifices and glories of the past.
I hate a fellow whom pride, or cowardice, or laziness drives into a corner, and who does nothing when he is there but sit and growl; let him come out as I do, and bark.
As Ihavejust come frommaking my Easterconfessionon Good Fridayand have forgiven all those who trespass against me, I cannot harbour any thoughts of revenge, only contempt for an arrant shit who is bursting with pride, although he is simply being taken for a ride by his women.
We stand today on the edge of a new frontier. But the new frontierof which I speak isnot a set of promises.It is a set of challenges. It sums up not what I intend to offer the American people, but what I intend to ask of them. It appeals to their pride, not their pocketbookit holds out the promise of more sacrifice instead of more security.
All free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of Berlin, and therefore, as a free man, I take pride in the words,'Ich bin ein Berliner.' I am a Berliner!
The root of Evil, Avarice That damn'd ill-natur'd, baneful Vice, Was Slave to Prodigality, That noble Sin; whilst Luxury Employed a Million of the Poor, And odious Pride a Million more; Envy itself, and Vanity, Were Ministers of Industry; Their darling Folly, Fickleness, In Diet, Furniture and Dress That strange ridic'lous Vice, was made That very Wheel that turned theTrade.
Tamburlaine! A Scythian shepherd so embellishe' d With nature's pride and richest furniture! His looks do menace heaven and dare the gods. His fiery eyes are fixed upon the earth.
Yielded with coy submission, modest pride, And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
I will sing no more songs: the pride of my country I sang Through forty long years of good rhyme, without any avail; And no one cared even as much as the half of a hang For the song or the singer, so here is an end of the tale.
Another age shall see the golden ear Imbrown the slope, and nod on the parterre, Deep harvests bury all his pride has planned, And laughing Ceres re-assume the land.
Awake, my St.John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since Life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan.
Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony, not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite, One truth is clear,'Whatever Is, is.'
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest, In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer, Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err; Alike in ignorance, his reason such, Whether he thinks too little, or too much.
'The firm'a proud Victorian word.It evokes the lost sense of Victorian regard for the pride of people in their daily trade.
A confessional passage has probably never been written that didn't stink a little bit of the writer's pride in having given up his pride.
'Would you just as soon get off the earth?' holding ourselves aloof in pride of distinction saying to ourselves this costs us nothing as though hate has no cost as though hate ever grewanything worth growing.
Stella, think not that I by verse seek fame; Who seek, who hope, who love, who live, but thee: Thine eyes my pride, thy lips my history; If thou praise not, all other praise is shame.
This rortie wretched city Sair come down frae its auld hiechts The hauf o't smug, complacent, Lost til all pride of race or spirit, The tither wild and rouch as ever In its secret hairt But lost alsweill, the smeddum tane, The man o'independent mind has cap in hand the day Sits on its craggy spine And drees the wind and rain That nourished all its genius Weary wi centuries This empty capital snorts like a great beast Caged in its sleep, dreaming of freedom.
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower, No more doth flourish after first decay, That erst was sought to deck both bed and bower, Of manya lady, and many a paramour: Gather therefore the rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the rose of love, whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst love' d be with equal crime.
I would have run to him, only I was a coward in the presence of such a mobwould have embraced him, only, he being an Englishman, I did not know how he would receive me; so I did what cowardice and false pride suggested was the best thingwalked deliberately to him, took off my hat, and said: 'Dr Livingstone, I presume?' 'Yes,'said he, with a kind smile, lifting his cap slightly. I replace my hat on my head, and he puts on his cap, and we both grasp hands, and I then sayaloud: 'I thank God,Doctor, I have been permitted to see you.' He answered,'I feel thankful that I am here to welcome you.'
With all your might enjoy the spring flowers, But do not forget the time of our love and pride
Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times; Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land; 844 Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Pride comes before a fall; a sense of sisterhood with sad experience.
'Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly On a pale and anxious crowd, Through the court, and round the judges thronging thickly, With prayers they dare not speak aloud Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar You can see them through the gloom In the pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are Awaiting their death-doom.
I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride. Of him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough along the mountainside: By our own spirits are we deified. We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof comes in the end despondencyand madness.
Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair, And dream about the great and their pride; They have spoken against you everywhere, But weigh this song with the great and their pride; I made it out of a mouthful of air, Their children's children shall say they have lied.
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