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Fame is the shade of immortality, And in itself a shadow. Soon as caught, Contemn'd it shrinks to nothing in the grasp.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Shadow
Fame
Soon
Contemn
Nothing
Shrinks
Grasp
Shade
Immortality
Caught

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