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McDonald Clarke (1798 – 1842)


Poet of some fame in New York in the early part of the 19th century.
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McDonald Clarke
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.
Clarke quotes
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!
Clarke
Whilst twilight's curtain spreading far,
Was pinned with a single star.




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