Theodore Tilton. 1835-1907. John Bartlett, comp. 1919. Familiar Quotations, 10th ed.

John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Theodore Tilton. (1835–1907)

I won a noble fame;
But with a sudden frown,
The people snatched my crown,
And, in the mire, trod down
My lofty name.

Sir Marmaduke’s Musings.

    But I account it worth
  All pangs of fair hopes crost—
  All loves and honors lost,—
  To gain the heavens, at cost
Of losing earth.

Sir Marmaduke’s Musings.

    So, lest I be inclined
  To render ill for ill,—
  Henceforth in me instil,
  O God, a sweet good-will
To all mankind.

Sir Marmaduke’s Musings.

“What is wealth?” the king would say,
“Even this shall pass away.”

All Things shall pass away.

“Pleasure comes, but not to stay;
Even this shall pass away.”

All Things shall pass away.

“Pain is hard to bear,” he cried,
“But with patience, day by day,
Even this shall pass away.”

All Things shall pass away.

“What is fame?
Fame is but a slow decay—
Even this shall pass away.”

All Things shall pass away.