Diseases of the soul a discourse divine, moral, and physical. By Tho. AdamsDiseases of the soule a discourse diuine, morall, and physicall. By Tho. Adams

Pride is of the feminine gender; (therefore the more intolerable in a masculine nature:) much Civet is unsavoury: Non bene olet, quae bene semper olet. She that breaths perfumes ¹artificially, gives her self to have naturally corrupted lungs. This woman hath neither her own complexion nor proportion: for she is both painted, and pointed together. She sits moderator every morning to a disputation betwixt the comb and the glass: and whether concludes best on her beauty, caries her love and praise. Howsoever, of men saith the Poet: Forma viros neglecta decet. Indeed ²there is no graceful behaviour like humility. This fault is well mended, when a man is well minded: that is, when he esteems of others better then himself. Otherwise a proud man is like the rising earth in mountainous places: this swells up monte, as he meant: and the more either earth advanceth it self, perpetually they are the more barren. He lives at a high sail, that the puffy praises of his neighbours may blow him into the enchanted Island, vainglory. He shines like a Glowworm in a dark village, but is a crude thing when he comes to the Court. If the plethorie swells him in the vein of valour, nothing but well-beating can hold him to a man. If ever he goes drunk into the field, and comes off with a victorious parley, he would swell to a son of Anak.

PRide is of the feminine gender; (therefore the more intolerable in a masculine nature:) much Ciuet is vnsauory: Nō bene olet, quae bene semper olet. She that breaths perfumes ¹