Fame, The Sovereign Deity Of Proud Ambition.

Believe That Story False That Ought Not To Be True.

I'm Called Away By Particular Business - But I Leave My Character Behind Me

There Is No Trusting Appearances.

I Ne'er Could Any Lustre See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me; I Ne'er Saw Nectar On A Lip But Where My Own Did Hope To Sip.

My Valour Is Certainly Going! - It Is Sneaking Off! - I Feel It Oozing Out As It Were At The Palms Of My Hands!