Fame

[Lorenzo]

Vain empty words
Of honor, glory, and immortal fame,
can these recall the spirit from its place,
or re-inspire the breathless clay with life?
What tho' your fame with all its thousand trumpets,
sound o'er the sepulchres, will that awake
The sleeping dead?

-Sewell

[Lorenzo]

And what is fame, that flutt'ring noisy sound,
but the cold lie of universal vogue?

-H. Smith

[Lorenzo]

In Fame's temple there is always a niche to be found for rich dunces, importunate scoundrels or successful butchers of the human race.

-Zimmerman