This is a line from a poem, Fame is a Fickle Food. Suggested meaning is that one moment you are famous, next minute you are not. You can be easily passed by,
Fame is a fickle food
Upon a shifting plate
Whose table once a
Guest but no
A second time is set.
Whose crumbs the crows inspect
And with ironic caw
Flap past it
To the farmers corn -
Men eat of it any die.
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