These all must have their part. The printer, else,
Is but the standing mark of censure loud,
These tastes not gratified, they will all growl,
And cry the papers barren, empty, dull,
Sans news, sans sense, sans art, sans everything.
From The British Minstrel, a collection of Songs, Recitations, &c.
September 25, 1824.
Bud, Blossom, and Decay.
“All the world’s a stage” in several stages;