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 "title": "On Fame",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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    "text": "How fever’d is that man, who cannot look",
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    "text": "Upon his mortal days with temperate blood,",
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    "text": "Who vexes all the leaves of his life’s book,",
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    "text": "And robs his fair name of its maidenhood:",
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    "text": "It is as if the rose should pluck herself,",
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    "text": "Or the ripe plum finger its misty bloom;",
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    "text": "As if a Naiad, like a meddling elf,",
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   {
    "text": "Should darken her pure grot with muddy gloom.",
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   {
    "text": "But the rose leaves herself upon the brier,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed,",
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   {
    "text": "And the ripe plum still wears its dim attire,",
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   {
    "text": "The undisturbed lake has crystal space:",
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    "text": "Why then should man, teasing the world for grace,",
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   {
    "text": "Spoil his salvation for a fierce miscreed?",
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