Tuc.  Excellent!

   Alas! that were no modern consequence,
   To have cothurnal buskins frighted hence. 
   No, teach thy Incubus to poetise;
   And throw abroad thy spurious snotteries,
   Upon that puft-up lump of balmy froth,

Tuc.  Ah, Ah!

Or clumsy chilblain’d judgment; that with oath
Magnificates his merit; and beapawls
The conscious time, with humorous foam and brawls,
As if his organons of sense would crack
The sinews of my patience.  Break his back,
O poets all and some! for now we list
Of strenuous vengeance to clutch the fist. 

            Crispinus.

Tuc.  Ay, marry, this was written like a Hercules in poetry, now.

Caes.  Excellently well threaten’d!

Virg.  And as strangely worded, Caesar.

Caes.  We observe it.

Virg.  The other now.

Tuc.  This is a fellow of a good prodigal tongue too, this will do well.

Tib. 
   Our Muse is in mind for th’ untrussing a poet,
   I slip by his name, for most men do know it: 
   A critic, that all the world bescumbers
   With satirical humours and lyrical numbers: 

Tuc.  Art thou there, boy?

   And for the most part, himself doth advance
   With much self-love, and more arrogance.

Tuc.  Good again!

   And, but that I would not be thought a prater,
   I could tell you he were a translator. 
   I know the authors from whence he has stole,
   And could trace him too, but that
   I understand them not full and whole.

Tuc.  That line is broke loose from all his fellows:  chain him up shorter, do.

The best note I can give you to know him by,
Is, that he keeps gallants’ company;
Whom I could wish, in time should him fear,
Lest after they buy repentance too dear. 

                      Deme.  Fannius.

Tuc.  Well said!  This carries palm with it.

Hor. 
   And why, thou motley gull, why should they fear! 
   When hast thou known us wrong or tax a friend? 
   I dare thy malice to betray it.  Speak. 
   Now thou curl’st up, thou poor and nasty snake,
   And shrink’st thy poisonous head into thy bosom: 
   Out, viper! thou that eat’st thy parents, hence! 
   Rather, such speckled creatures, as thyself,
   Should be eschew’d, and shunn’d; such as will bite
   And gnaw their absent friends, not cure their fame;
   Catch at the loosest laughters, and affect
   To be thought jesters; such as can devise
   Things never seen, or head, t’impair men’s names,
   And gratify their credulous adversaries;
   Will carry tales, do basest offices,
   Cherish divided fires, and still encrease
   New flames, out of old embers; will reveal
   Each secret that’s committed to their trust: 
   These be black slaves; Romans, take heed of these.