What's fame? a fancy'd life in other's breath. A thing beyond us, even before our death.
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Contributed by: Zaady
Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favors call; She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all .
Source: The Temple of Fame, 1711
Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Thy fools no more I'll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dwell, Ye harlots, sleep at ease!
Source: A Farewell to London, 1715
Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, For sober, studious days!
In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold, Alike fantastic if too new or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 133.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree?
Source: Moral Essays, 1720-1735, Epistle III, To Lord Bathurst, 1732
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 111.
You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day.
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance. 'T is not enough no harshness gives offence,- The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 162.
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