Fame, love and fortune on my footsteps wait, Cities and fields I walk; I penetrate Deserts and seas remote, and passing by Hovel and mart and palace--soon or late I knock unbidden once at every gate!
George F. Hoar: “Fame, love and fortune on my footsteps wait, Cities and fields I walk; I penetrate Deserts and seas remote, and passing…”
Editor's note · Context
Hoar quotes a poetic reflection on fame and fortune, illustrating a philosophical perspective on life and opportunity.
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