Note 684:A — Chapter IV · (continued 2)
Reading edition
A collection which consists, observes Mr. Park, "of the saddest trash that ever assumed the name of Epigrams; and which, with a very slight alteration, well merits the sarcasm bestowed by Shenstone on the poems of a Kidderminster bard:—
"Thy verses, friend, are linsey woolsey stuff, And we must own—you've measur'd out enough."
Censura Lit. vol. v. p. 348.