Pride goeth before destruction.

For a' that, an' a' that, Their dignities, an' a' that: The pith o' sense an' pride o' worth Are higher rank than a' that.

Gather therefore the rose whilst yet is prime, For soone comes age that will her pride deflowre: Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst lovëd be with equall crime.

Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, [k]The wisest justice on the banks of Trent?

My professional pride revolts at such a state of things; and, with your leave, I will go outside, and set the matter at rest by reconnoitring.

O world of waters, o'er whose bed The chainless winds unceasing swell, That claim'st a kindred over head, As 'twixt the skies thou seem'st to dwell; And e'en on earth art but a spell, Amid their realms to wander free Thy task of pride hath speeded well, Thou deep, eternal, boundless sea.

"Then gothis silly pride subdue, And thou shall be our servant too!

I have no questions to ask; not that I want curiosity after either the ancient or present state of regions in which have been seen all the power and splendour of wide-extended empire; and which, as by some grant of natural superiority, supply the rest of the world with almost all that pride desires and luxury enjoys.

Incredulous I listen now To every tongue, and every vow, For still there yawns a gulf between Those honeyed words, and what they mean; With honest pride elate, I see The sons of falsehood shrink from me, As from the right line's even way The biass'd curves deflecting stray

you treat them sure in state, For 'tis their plenty does their pride create.

all the birds are singing Low, as thou passest, where in leaves they lie; With timid chirp unto their soft mates clinging, They greet that presence without which they die, Die, even with Nature's universal heart, When thou, her queen, dost in thy pride depart, Adelaïda!

And yet the lyon, that is lord of power, And reigneth over every beast in field, In his most pride disdeigneth to devoure The silly lambe that to his might doth yield.

For with mild pleasance, which doth pride displace, She to her love doth lookers eyes allure; And with stern countenance back again doth chace Their looser lookes that stir up lustes impure.

Ah, little dost thou reck of me, of all my pleasures flown, But in thy pride dost only think, false lady, of thine own.

Dante seems to have had no ground for what his aristocratical pride doubtless considered a hard blow, and what King Francis, indeed, condescended to feel as such.

How the young Rose in beauty's damask pride Drinks the warm blushes of his bashful bride; With honey'd lips enamour'd Woodbines meet, 20 Clasp with fond arms, and mix their kisses sweet.

ON HIS FRIENDS With conscious pride I view the band Of faithful friends that round me stand, With pride exult that I alone Can join these scatter'd gems in one: For they're a wreath of pearls, and I The silken cord on which they lie.

Still, as the several groups came again into the high presence of the bailiff and the élite not only of their own country but of so many others, pride overcame fatigue, and the songs and dances were renewed with the necessary appearance of good will and zeal.

I saw how in her bosom love was born, Which yet her royal pride bade firm restrain; No word she spake betrayed her'twas her looks, Her deeds that told the secret.

Rivulets, whose crystal veins Ripple along flowery plains, Leaping torrents rushing hoarse, Mimicking the ocean's force, Leafage in its summer pride Flowers to Paradise allied.

She, in a mother's care, her beauty's pride Forgetting, calls the wearied to her side; [70] 230 Alternately they mount her back, and rest Close by her mantling wings' embraces prest.

"You will succeed in the world, both of you," said Mrs. Freg with mother-pride gleaming in her eyes, when they had managed to seize and divide between them little Eric's steaming cup of coffee,the only hot thing he had hoped for that morning.

Untrimmed beards, torn coats, disordered hair, pale faces, pride glistening in every eye.

" Utterance, for once, failed the haughty Marmion, whose pride heretofore could scarcely brook a word even from his King.

Louis XIV., by a stretch of audacious pride hitherto unknown, arrogated to himself the supreme power of regulating the rest of Europe, as if all the other princes were his vassals.