He that is so very solicitous about being Talk'd of when he is Dead, and makes his Memory his Inclination, does not consider that all his Admirers will quickly be gone. That his Fame will go less in the next Generation, and Flag upon the Course; and like a Ball that's Handed from one to another, 'twill be dropt at last; but granting your Monuments and your Men immortal, what's their Panegyrick to you, when you are Dead, and know nothing of the matter? And if you were Living, what would Commendation signify, unless for the convenience of Imitation? To conclude; if you depend thus servilely upon the good Word of other People; you'l act below your Nature, and neglect the improvement of your self.