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...grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glist'ring foil Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumour lies; so But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And...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...

...the purest praise of man, to more sublime contemplations. Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, But lives and spreads aloft, by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove. Those who have most inculcated the doctrine of utility have given another notable example of the very...

...glist'ring foil Set off to th' world, nor in broad rumor lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those p«re eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heav'n expect thy nice J." I But Milton's soul was nourished with the hope's of...

...the purest praise of man, to more sublime contemplations. Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, But lives and spreads aloft, by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all -judging Jove. Those who have most inculcated the doctrine of utility have given another notable...

...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...

...Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor on the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad...witness, of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly in each deed, Of so much fame in heav'n expect thy meed." The sweetest music does not fall sweeter...

...and touched my trembling ears; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor on the glistering (oil Set off to the world, nor in broad Rumour lies, But...witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly in each deed, Of so much fame in heav'n expect thy meed." Philosophy or Metaphysics in England and...

...trembling ears: " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set nil t" the world, nor in broad rumour lies: 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."...

...Jeremy Bentham used to call it, " Love of the Trumpet :" Fame is no plant that grows in mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world ;...all-judging Jove, As he pronounces lastly on each deed. Of so much praise in heaven expect thy meed. A notable invention has lately been adapted to the peal...