Fame is a fickle food | Affiliated Manuscripts

(Fr1702[A])

Year unknown

Original MS lost or destroyed | Susan Dickinson transcription

Original manuscript lost or destroyed

Fame is a fickle food
Upon a shifting plate
Whose table once a
Guest but not
The second time is set
Whose crumbs the crows inspect
And with ironic caw
Flap past it to the farmers 

Farmers corn
Men eat of it & die

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