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.
The Elixir of Moonshine (1820).
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.
The Elixir of Moonshine (1820).