I can see his pride
Peep through each part of him.
Henry VIII 1.1.68-9, Abergavenny to Buckingham
My pride fell with my fortunes.
As you like It 1.2.242, Rosalind to Orlando
So proud that Bolingbroke was on his back!
That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand;
This hand hath made him proud with clapping him.
Would he not stumble? would he not fall down,
Since pride must have a fall, and break the neck
Of that proud man that did usurp his back?
Richard II 5.5.86-91, Richard
You sign your place and calling, in full seeming,
With meekness and humility; but your heart
Is cramm’d with arrogancy, spleen, and pride.
Henry VIII 2.4.118-20
I will not jump with common spirits,
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
The Merchant of Venice 2.9.31-2, Prince of Aragon
Being so great, I have no need to beg.
Richard II 4.1.309, Richard to Bolingbroke
He that is proud eats up himself: pride is
his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle.
Troilus and Cressida 2.3.152-4, Agamemnon to Ajax
I do hate a proud man as I do hate the engendering of toads.
Troilus and Cressida 2.3.156, Ajax
Pride went before, ambition follows him.
2 Henry VI 1.1.179 Salisbury to Warwick
The man’s undone forever; for if Hector break not his
neck in the combat, he’ll break it himself in
Troilus and Cressida 3.3.271-3, Thersites to Achilles
Things small as nothing, for requset’s sake only,
He makes important; possessed he is with greatness.
Troilus and Cressida 2.3.170-1, Ulysses to Ajax
Why, he’ll answer nobody: he professes not
answering; speaking is for beggars, he
wears his tongue in’s arms.
Troilus and Cressida 3.3.280-1, Thersites to Achilles