The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame Over his living head like heaven is bent, An early but enduring monument, Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song In sorrow.
Poet's food is love and fame.
Chameleons feed on light and air: Poets food is love and fame.
Till the Future dares Forget the Past, his fate and fame shall be An echo and a light unto eternity!
Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes - are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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