human
That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other; But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent.
gpt
the artist no longer trusts to his signature on the canvas for its being admired; no amount of previous authorship-celebrity preserves a book from the trunkmaker; and the newspaper-writer cannot expect an extensive sale, unless his leaders equal, at least, the frothy head of
human
Barclay's porter, or possess the Attic salt of
gpt
Fortnum and Mason's hams. At the same time, the proudest notable in literature can now no longer swamp, or thrust aside, his obscurer peers; nor is the humblest votive offering at the shrine of intellect, in danger, as formerly, from the hoofs of spurious priests, alike insensible to receive, and impotent to reflect or minister, light or warmth, from the sacred fire they pretend to cherish. In short, such is the pleasant change which has come over literary affairs, that, however apposite in past times, there is not, in the present, any fitness in the exclamation,
human
Oh, that mine enemy would write a book!
gpt
said he;
human
You mean, said the judge,