human
on weak, worn-out, common-place subjects, done into feeble, halting, ill-rhyming verses, such as few read, and none remember. Or the aspirant after fame, may have chosen the easier path of prose, and produced a fiction without fancy, a novel without novelty,
gpt
that thrills nobody, a picture of fashionable life after no fashion that ever existed, or
human
and to a malignant design of