“What is the end of Fame ? ’tis but to fill

A certain portion of uncertain paper :

Some liken it to climbing up a hill,

Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour ;

For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill,

And bards burn what they call their ‘midnight taper’,

To have, when the original is dust,

A name, a wretched picture and worse bust”.

(Lord Byron “Growing Old”, http://www.poetsgraves.co.uk/Classic%20Poems/Byron/growing_old.htm).