McDonald Clarke Quotes

• Whilst twilight's curtain spreading far, Was pinned with a single star.
• Tis vain for present fame to wish-- Our persons first must be forgotten; For poets are like stinking fish-- They never shine until they're rotten.
• Ha! see where the wild-blazing Grog-shop appears, As the red waves of wretchedness swell; How it burns on the edge of tempestuous years- The horrible Light-house of Hell!

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