Satire should, like a polished razor keen, Wound with a touch thats scarcely felt or seen. Thine is an oyster knife, that hacks and hews; The rage but not the talent to abuse. Lady Mary Wortley MontagueTo the Imitator of the First Satire of Horace. (Pope.)
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. John OldhamSatire upon a Printer. L. 36.
Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reservd to blame, or to commend, A timrous foe, and a suspicious friend. PopePrologue to Satires. L. 201.
La satire ment sur les gens de lettres pendant leur vie, et léloge ment après leur mort. Satire lies about literary men while they live and eulogy lies about them when they die. VoltaireLettre à Bordes. Jan. 10, 1769.