Classic Poem

Let Monuments be raised to those alone
Who need no Monuments of Bronze or Stone.

N O Joy is like the Joy of Fame,
No Heat is like the Heat of Shame.

What Man was he, so Mighty, Brave, and Clever,
Who first proclaimed, " My Name shall live Forever! "

T HE Crown of Fame returns to them
Who put aside that Diadem.

T HE Trumpet Note of Fame a Hero heeds
But as a Call to do still nobler Deeds.