A Ballad of Choosing in White Stains by Aleister Crowley.

“Fame brought a golden crown, bejeweled o’er
With precious rubies beyond price, and cried
‘The world is young, thy name shall evermore
Ring in men’s ears, stately and glorified’
But I, with shuddering lips, to him replied
‘Fame is the amaranth that fools desire
My soul’s price is beyond thy jewel’s pride
Thou has a guerdon, is it not for hire?'” [via]