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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.
The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.
The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.
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.
Fame and riches are fleeting. Stupidity is eternal
Fame and riches are fleeting. Stupidity is eternal
All your renown is like the summer flower that blooms and dies;
because the sunny glow which brings it read more
All your renown is like the summer flower that blooms and dies;
because the sunny glow which brings it forth, soon slays with
parching power.
[It., La vostra nominanza e color d'erba,
Che viene e va; e quei la discolora
Per cui ell' esce della terra acerba.]
The lust of fame is the last that a wise man shakes off.
The lust of fame is the last that a wise man shakes off.
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal read more
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal substance of his greatness,--
To which I leave him.
It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a read more
It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a few people like that.
