To those believers shall he who is of my type among men not bind his heart; in those spring-times and many-hued meadows shall he not believe, who knoweth the fickly
faint-hearted human species!
no drama would sufficiently fix the attention of a large assembly of people, indiscriminately collected." (10) The New Annual Register comes closer to a favorable review of the play when it lays blame for its perceived failure purely on external factors: "However little countenanced her exertions may be by the fickly
and bloated taste of the present caterers for the public, the 'Series of Plays' before us will be read, admired, and felt, when all the buffoonery that now disgraces the theatres of our metropolis shall have hastened to its merited oblivion." (11) The majority of reviewers, however, were all too willing to dismiss her work in its entirety for its supposed "unstageability."