Than the Eternal Deluge, which devours
Suns as rays—worlds like atoms—years like hours?
XIV.
"To be, or not to be? that is the question,"
Says Shakespeare,[487] who just now is much in fashion.
I am neither Alexander nor Hephæstion,
Nor ever had for abstract fame much passion;
But would much rather have a sound digestion
Than Buonaparte's cancer:—could I dash on
Through fifty victories to shame or fame—