Prudent critics have arraigned the artists and musicians of this latter day, not without some show of justice, for being jongleur who, tongue in cheek, execute their insolent pastiches, sing their thin songs with nothing in their heads but a bitter and windy laughter. These critics have listened to the compositions of Composers Ravel and Satie, whose music laughs at music, have seen the works of Sculptor Nadelman, whose sculpture laughs at sculpture, until the accumulation of all this malign mirth has inspired them to plead: "If we must laugh, let us...
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