Fame.-Colton. OF present Fame think little and of future less; the Praises that we receive after we are buried, like the posies that are strewed over our grave, may be gratifying to the living, but they are nothing to the dead; the dead are gone, either to a place where they hear them not, or where, if they do, they will despise them. Fame. Sterne. THE way to Fame is like the way to Heaven-through much Tribulation. Fame. Shakspeare. GLORY grows guilty of detested crimes; When, for Fame's sake, for Praise, an outward part, Fame. Shakspeare. IF a man do not erect in this age his own tomb ere he dies, he shall live no longer in monument than the bell rings, and the widow weeps. Fame.-Shakspeare. DEATH makes no conquest of this conqueror; THE Evil, that men do, lives after them; THY fanes, thy temple, to the surface bow, WHAT of them is left, to tell Where they lie, and how they fell? Not a stone on their turf, nor a bone in their graves; WHO, that surveys this span of earth we press, Fame. Shakspeare. MEN'S Evil Manners live in brass: their Virtues Fame. — Shenstone. A H me! full sorely is my heart forlorn Fame. - Byron. 'TIS as a snowball which derives assistance Fame.-Young. OF boasting more than of a bomb afraid, A soldier should be modest as a maid : Fame. Young. FAME is a public mistress, none enjoys, Fame.-Pope. WHAT'S Fame? a fancied life in others' breath, All that we feel of it begins and ends Fame.-Milton. FAME is the spur that the clear sp'rit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; Literary Fame. - Voltaire. THE path to Literary Fame is more difficult than that which leads to Fortune. If you are so unfortunate as not to soar above mediocrity, remorse is your portion; if you succeed in your object, a host of enemies spring up around you: thus you find yourself on the brink of an abyss between Contempt and Hatred. Worldly Fame. John Quincy Adams. FAME, that common crier, whose existence is only known by the assemblage of multitudes; that pander of wealth and greatness, so eager to haunt the palaces of fortune, and so fastidious to the houseless dignity of virtue; that parasite of pride, ever scornful to meekness, and ever obsequious to insolent power; that heedless trumpeter, whose ears are deaf to modest merit, and whose eyes are blind to bloodless, distant excellence. Fancy. Shakspeare. ALL impediments in Fancy's course Farewell and Welcome. Shakspeare. TIME is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand; Grasps in the comer; Welcome ever smiles, And Farewell goes out sighing. Followers of Fashion.- Musa Anglic. WE Fashion. — Greville. E laugh heartily to see a whole flock of sheep jump because one did so might not one imagine that superior beings do the same by us, and for exactly the same reason. Fashion. — Byron. IN the Great World-which being interpreted And about twice two thousand people bred By no means to be very wise or witty, But to sit up while others lie in bed, And look down on the Universe with pity. Fashion. — Byron. THE Company is "mixed," (the phrase I quote is Fashion. Churchill. FASHION, a word which knaves and fools may use Fashion.—Shakspeare. WHERE doth the World thrust forth a Vanity, WITH equal foot, rich friend, impartial Fate, Faults.-Shakspeare. IF little Faults, proceeding on Distemper, Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye, Fabour.- La Bruyere. FAVOUR exalts a man above his equals, but his dismissal from that Favour places him below them. Favours. — Publius Syrus. IT is conferring a kindness, to deny at once a Favour which you intend to refuse. Fate of Favourites. — Shakspeare. GREAT Princes' Favourites their fair leaves spread, Fear. Shaftesbury. THE passion of Fear (as a modern philosopher informs me) determines the spirits to the muscles of the knees, which are instantly ready to perform their motion, by taking up the legs with incomparable celerity, in order to remove the body out of harm's way. Fear.-Montaigne. THE thing in the world I am most afraid of is Fear; and with good reason, that Passion alone, in the trouble of it, exceeding all other accidents. Fear.-Shakspeare. I FIND the people strangely fantasied; BUT that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; And each particular hair to stand on end, Fear. — Shakspeare. THIS man's brow, like to a title-leaf, Foretells the nature of a tragic volume: So looks the strond, whereon the imperious flood Thou tremblest; and the Whiteness in thy Cheek So dull, so dead in look, so wo-begone, WHAT man dare, I dare: Unmanly Fear.- Milton. Be not over exquisite For grant they be so, while they rest unknown, Feasting. - Peter Pindar. THE turnpike road to people's hearts, I find, |