Friday, March 27, 2015

On Fame’s Lofty Peak



He reached the dizzy heights of fame,
     So high he scarce could catch his breath;
But found no vegetation there,
No money, food, all bleak and bare,
     And so, of course, he starved to death.



c. March 27, 1896
Camb. Press,

June 11, ‘98 

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