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...and touch 'd my trembling ears ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to th world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreds aloft by those pure eyes, And perfet witnes of all judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on...