None other fame mine unambitious Muse <br />Affected ever but t'eternize thee; <br />All other honors do my hopes refuse, <br />Which meaner priz'd and momentary be. <br />For God forbid I should my papers blot <br />With mercenary lines, with servile pen, <br />Praising virtues in them that have them not, <br />Basely attending on the hopes of men. <br />No, no, my verse respects nor Thames nor theaters, <br />Nor seeks it to be known unto the great; <br />But Avon rich in fame, though poor in waters, <br />Shall have my song, where Delia hath her seat. <br />Avon shall be my Thames, and she my song; <br />I'll sound her name the river all along.<br /><br />Samuel Daniel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lviii-none-other-fame/
