You say, my Friend, that every day
Your company forsaking,
In quest of news I haste away,
The Morning Post to take in:
But if nor news nor sense it boast,
Which all the world agree in,
I don’t take in the Morning Post,
The Morning Post takes me in.
From: Anstey, Christopher and Anstey, John, The Poetical Works of the Late Christopher Anstey, Esq.; with Some Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, by his Son, John Anstey, Esq., 1808, T. Caddell and W. Davies: London, p. 361.
(https://archive.org/details/poeticalworksofl00anstiala)
Date: 1779
By: Christopher Anstey (1724-1805)
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