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1    1|        own opinion of himself, a fame won by his own deeds. Public
2    3|          our only field known to fame, Concord Battle Ground;
3    3|        trumpet that ever sang of fame. It was Homer's requiem;
4    4|         or a state, or acquiring fame even, we are mortal; but
5    8|        the trumpet that sings of fame, and I felt as if I could
6   10|       commonly its only title to fame, and these are the only
7   17| cadaverous cod and haddock whose fame is trumpeted in our streets.
8   19|      than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. I sat at
9   19|          age of the wine and the fame of the vintage; but I thought