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Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.
Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.
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.]
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!
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.
The Duke of Wellington brought to the post of first minister
immortal fame; a quality of success which would read more
The Duke of Wellington brought to the post of first minister
immortal fame; a quality of success which would almost seem to
include all others.
Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.
Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do read more
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
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.
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.