Fatal ambition! say what wondrous charms
Delude mankind to toil for thee in arms? [ Rowe ]

Those dreams, that on the silent night intrude,
And with false flitting shades our minds delude,
Jove never sends us downward from the skies;
Nor can they from infernal mansions rise;
But are all mere productions of the brain,
And fools consult interpreters in vain. [ Swift ]