...we shall be told, is " no plant that grows in mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives, and spreads...And perfect witness of all-judging Jove — " — as that great poet has described it, whose works are a perpetual invocation before its altar. Shall we...

...his Lycidas, " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glittering foil, Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads...all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed." CHAPTER XX. Spanish Proverb. — Lord Byron's Attacks on...

...his Lycidas, " Fame ia no plant that grow* on mortal soil, Nor in the glittering foil, Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads...all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed." CHAFFER XX. Spanish Proverb. — Lord Byron's Attacks on...

...praise," Phoebus replied, and touch'd my trembling ears : " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies ; But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove....

...their foggy breath, doubt not the advent of due guerdon. Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil; Nor in the glistering foil, Set off to the world : nor in broad rumour lies. Relinquish not our art — lest thine own in anger desert thee. Grant me, too, one request at this...

...praise," Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil, Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies : Br.t lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he...

...et admonuit. Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glist'ring foil Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads...all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heav'n expect thy meed. O fountain Arethuse, and thou honour'd flood, Smooth-sliding...

...praise,' Phoebus replied, and touch'd my trembling ears ; ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil, Set off to the world,...spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all -jndging Jove : As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.'...

...grows in mortal soil, Nor in the glist'ring foil Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumour lies, Bat or damp, Or ghastly furies' apparition. I purs'd it...reck'ning made, Till now that this extremity compell'd: Of so much fame in Heav'n expect thy meed. O fountain Arethuse, and thou honour'd flood, Smooth sliding...

..., » Phoebus replied, and touch'd my trembling ears, « Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour l1es, — But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove :...