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If fame is only to come after death, I am in no hurry for it.
If fame is only to come after death, I am in no hurry for it.
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.
In the very books in which philosophers bid us scorn fame, they inscribe their names.
In the very books in which philosophers bid us scorn fame, they inscribe their names.
What shall I do to be forever known,
And make the age to come my own?
What shall I do to be forever known,
And make the age to come my own?
It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.
It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.
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.
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 aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
