I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

I wear my Pen as others do their Sword.
To each affronting sot I meet, the word
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I wear my Pen as others do their Sword.
To each affronting sot I meet, the word
Is Satisfaction: straight to thrusts I go,
And pointed satire runs him through and through.

Why should we fear; and what? The laws?
They all are armed in virtue's cause;
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Why should we fear; and what? The laws?
They all are armed in virtue's cause;
And aiming at the self-same end,
Satire is always virtue's friend.

Satire should, like a polished razor keen,
Wound with a touch that's scarcely felt or seen.
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Satire should, like a polished razor keen,
Wound with a touch that's scarcely felt or seen.
Thine is an oyster knife, that hacks and hews;
The rage but not the talent to abuse.

It is a pretty mocking of the life.

It is a pretty mocking of the life.

Men are more satirical from vanity than from malice.

Men are more satirical from vanity than from malice.

Satire or sense, alas! Can Sporus feel?
Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel?

Satire or sense, alas! Can Sporus feel?
Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel?

Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally
discover everybody's face but their own.

Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally
discover everybody's face but their own.

Satire is what closes Saturday night.

Satire is what closes Saturday night.