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 I give the fight up; let there be an end,
 A privacy, an obscure nook for me,
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 I give the fight up; let there be an end,
 A privacy, an obscure nook for me,
  I want to be forgotten even by God. 
Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honour as deserving real distinction are those who read more
Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honour as deserving real distinction are those who remain in obscurity.
 Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,
 Stoop'd down serene and wrote them on the dust,
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 Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,
 Stoop'd down serene and wrote them on the dust,
  Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,
   Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind,
    There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie,
     And grieved they could not 'scape the Almighty eye. 
It is better to be famous than notorious, but better to be notorious than obscure.
It is better to be famous than notorious, but better to be notorious than obscure.
 He who has lived obscurely and quietly has lived well.
 [Lat., Bene qui latuit, bene vixit.]  
 He who has lived obscurely and quietly has lived well.
 [Lat., Bene qui latuit, bene vixit.] 
 How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
 [Lat., Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent!]  
 How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
 [Lat., Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent!] 
Darkness is to space what silence is to sound, i.e., the interval.
Darkness is to space what silence is to sound, i.e., the interval.
 Like beauteous flowers which vainly waste their scent
 Of odours in unhaunted deserts.  
 Like beauteous flowers which vainly waste their scent
 Of odours in unhaunted deserts. 
 Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
 And waste its sweetness on the desert air.  
 Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
 And waste its sweetness on the desert air.