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Greatnesse on goodnesse loves to slide, not stand,
And leaves, for fortune's ice, vertue's firme land.
Greatnesse on goodnesse loves to slide, not stand,
And leaves, for fortune's ice, vertue's firme land.
Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.
Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.
Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.
Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.
After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument
than why I have one.
After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument
than why I have one.
That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise read more
That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise nor pelf:
Content to know and be unknown:
Whole in himself.
For he that once is good, is ever great.
For he that once is good, is ever great.
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you read more
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
So let his name through Europe ring!
A man of mean estate,
Who dies as firm as read more
So let his name through Europe ring!
A man of mean estate,
Who dies as firm as Sparta's king,
Because his soul was great.
The splendors that belong unto the fame of earth are but a wind,
that in the same direction lasts read more
The splendors that belong unto the fame of earth are but a wind,
that in the same direction lasts not long.
[It., Non e il mondam romore alro che un fiato
Di vento, che vien quinci et or vien quindi,
E muta nome, perche muta lato.]