Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.


The First Satire of the Second Book of Horace (1733)


Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.