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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.
Fame is the inheritance not of the dead, but of the living. It is we who look back with lofty read more
Fame is the inheritance not of the dead, but of the living. It is we who look back with lofty pride to the great names of antiquity.
Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
The present condition of fame is merely fashion.
The present condition of fame is merely fashion.
To myself alone do I owe my fame.
[Fr., Je ne dois qu'a moi seul toute ma renommee.]
To myself alone do I owe my fame.
[Fr., Je ne dois qu'a moi seul toute ma renommee.]
What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper:
Some read more
What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper:
Some liken it to climbing up a hill,
Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour:
For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill,
And bards burn what they call their "midnight taper,"
To have, when the original is dust,
A name, a wretched picture, and worse bust.
Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb
The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!
Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb
The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!
Men the most infamous are fond of fame,
And those who fear not guilt, yet start at shame.
Men the most infamous are fond of fame,
And those who fear not guilt, yet start at shame.
The highest form of vanity is love of fame.
The highest form of vanity is love of fame.
