Great _opprobrium_ has been thrown on her name.
eminence, notoriety>.
Let _fame_, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live register'd upon our brazen tombs.
Men have a solicitude about _fame_; and the greater share
they have of it, the more afraid they are of losing it.
_Fame_ is no plant that grows on mortal soil,
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But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes
And perfect witness of all-judging Jove;
As he pronounces lastly on each deed,
Of so much _fame_ in heaven expect thy meed.
When faith is lost, when _honor_ dies,
The man is dead.
Act well your part; there all the _honor_ lies.
The Athenians erected a large statue of Aesop, and placed him, though a
slave, on a lasting pedestal, to show that the way to _honor_ lies
open indifferently to all.
I could not love thee, dear, so much,
Loved I not _honor_ more.
That nation is worthless which does not joyfully stake everything on her
_honor_.
By heaven methinks it were an easy leap
To pluck bright _honor_ from the pale-fac'd moon.
That merit which gives greatness and _renown_ diffuses its influence
to a wide compass, but acts weakly on every single breast.
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