fame quotes
They bore within their breasts the grief That fame can never healö The deep, unutterable woe
Deathopeneth the gate to good fame, and extinguisheth envy.
Men in great place are thrice servants: servants of the sovereign or state, servants of fame, and servants of business.
Physicians of the utmost fame Were called at once, but when they came Theyanswered, as they took their fees, 'There is no cure for this disease.'
Myclaimtoliterary fameisthat Iusedto deliver meattoa woman who becameT. S. Eliot's mother-in-law.
A lone letter from a young man: that is fame.
Fareweel to a'our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory.
Have little care that Life is brief, And less that art is long. Success is in the silences, Though fame is in the song.
For a soldier I listed, to grow great in fame, And be shot at for sixpence a day.
Fame is a food that dead men eat, I have no stomach for such meat.
Verse hath a middle nature: heaven keeps souls, The grave keeps bodies, verse the fame enrols.
Upon Saint Crispin's day Fought was this noble fray, Which fame did not delay To England to carry; Oh, when shall English men With such acts fill a pen, Or England breed again Such a King Harry?
Thy genius calls thee not to purchase fame In keen iambics, but mild anagram: Leave writing plays, and choose for thy command Some peaceful province in Acrostic Land. There thou mayest wings displayand altars raise, And torture one poor word ten thousand ways.
Fame is based on what people sayabout you, reputation on what they think of you.
Here lies, bowl'd out by Death's unerring ball, A cricketer renowned, by name John Small; But though his name was small, yet great was his fame, For nobly did he play the'noble game'. His life was like his inningsölong and good; Full ninety summers had Death withstood, At length the ninetieth winter cameöwhen (Fate Not leaving him one solitary mate) This last of Hambledonians, old John Small, Gave up his bat and ballöhis leather, wax and all.
Fame is a powerful aphrodisiac.
Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love, Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain: Suns that set may rise again; But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys.
When I behold, upon the night's starred face Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love;öthen on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness so sink.
And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame; And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame, But each for the joy of working, and each, in his separate star, Shall draw theThing ashesees It for the God of Things as They are!
Hail Cricket! glorious, manly, British game! First of all Sports! be first alike in fame!
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