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Idle Fame

By John ClareSource: John Clare - PoetryDB (Public Domain)53 words

I would not wish the burning blaze

Of fame around a restless world,

The thunder and the storm of praise

In crowded tumults heard and hurled.

I would not be a flower to stand

The stare of every passer-bye;

But in some nook of fairyland,

Seen in the praise of beauty's eye.

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