avow

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Renown like Fortune is a fickle dame, Nor lights her halo up on ev'ry brow. And yet who is there would not feel her flame! E'en I myself sometimes would, I avow: And should not like to see Oblivion's finger One day snuff out what might around me linger.

Various - L'Illustration, No. 0012, 20 Mai 1843