Pride like an eagle builds amid the stars.
_Night Thoughts, Night V_. DR. E. YOUNG.
Why, who cries out on pride,
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea?
_As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 7_. SHAKESPEARE.
'T is pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul;
I think the Romans call it stoicism.
_Cato, Act i. Sc. 4_. J. ADDISON.
Of all the causes which conspire to blind
Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind,
What the weak head with strongest bias rules,
Is pride, the never failing vice of fools.
_Essay on Criticism, Pt. II_. A. POPE.
Where wavering man, betrayed by venturous pride
To chase the dreary paths without a guide.
As treacherous phantoms in the mist delude,
Shuns fancied ills, or chases airy good.
_The Vanity of Human Wishes_. DR. S. JOHNSON.
Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault)
Proceeds from want of sense or want of thought.
_Essay on Translated Verse_. W. DILLON.
Oft has it been my lot to mark
A proud, conceited, talking spark.
_The Chameleon_. J. MERRICK.
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk.
_Cymbeline, Act iii. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
Ask for whose use the heavenly bodies shine;
Earth for whose use? Pride answers,
'T is for mine!
_Essay on Man, Pt. I_. A. POPE.