“How anxious for the praise of fame,
Are those, who wish an earthly name:
At nothing will they stop,
To gain this dear and valu’d prize,
In man’s opinion for to rise.
Let them plod on, I envy not
That fame, which useless when it’s got,
And perishes so soon:-
My aim, to nobler views are given,-
‘Tis to gain a name in HEAVEN?
(Elizabeth Beverley)”
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