Grub Street Journal

Published from January 8, 1730 to 1738, The Grub-Street Journal was a satire on popular journalism and hack-writing as it was conducted in Grub Street in London. It was largely edited by Richard Russel and the botanist John Martyn. While he disclaimed it, Alexander Pope was one of its contributors, continuing his satire which he had started with The Dunciad.

After its end, The Literary Courier of Gruber Street succeeded it for a few months.

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    “O Grub Street! how do I bemoan thee,
    Whose graceless children scorn to own thee!
    ... Yet thou hast greater cause to be
    Ashamed of them, than they of thee.”
    —Jonathan Swift (1667–1745)

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