Quote #3

Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt, And every grin so merry draws one out.

More from John Wolcot

  1. No, let the monarch's bags and others hold The flattering, mighty, nay, al-mighty gold.
  2. A fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried razors up and down.
  3. What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be damned than mentioned not at all.

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