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  1. In patience to abide,
    To veil the threat of terror
    And check the show of pride;
  2. When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
    He shouts to scare the monster who will often turn aside.
  3. Where is the power that made your pride?
    Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side.
  4. They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride.
    It is the world's one crime its babes grow dull,
    Its poor are ox-like, limp and leaden-eyed.
  5. Kamal is out with twenty men to raise the Border-side,
    And he has lifted the Colonel's mare that is the Colonel's pride:
  6. And as he turned his face aside,
    With a look of joy and a thrill of pride
  7. He that is low no pride.
    He that is humble ever shall
    Have God to be his guide.
  8. I'll never be a bride,
    Nor yet celibate,
    So I'm living now with Pride --
  9. What brushes fly and moth aside?
    Irving and his plume of pride.
  10. Or is the world more quick to hide
    Their pain with raiment that they borrow
    From pleasure in the house of pride ?
  11. Turns up the grains of gold already tried
    With spur and sail, for I go seek the Thames
    Gainward the sun that shewth her wealthy pride,
  12. He that is low no pride;
    He that is humble ever shall
    Have God to be his guide.
  13. And, softly sighing, thus replied:
    ''Tis true you have subdued my heart,
    But shall not triumph o'er my pride.
  14. He that is low, no pride;
    He that is humble ever shall
    Have God to be his guide.
  15. And only my own spirit's pride
    To keep me from the peace of those
    Who are not lonely, having died.
  16. And in their faces there is pride
    That they were flesh-marked by the Beast
    By whom the gentle Christ's denied
  17. All too soon these feet must hide
    In the prison cells of pride,
  18. If ye plunder his Kill from a weaker, devour not all in thy pride;
    Pack-Right is the right of the meanest; so leave him the head and the hide.
  19. I bare the shambling tricks of lust and pride.
    This flesh will never give a child its mother,—
    Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side,
  20. O then is the season to wed thee a bride!
    Ere the garners are filled and the ale-cups foam;
    For a smiling hostess is the pride

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