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So gentle critics you would have me tilt	A
Not at the guilty only just at Guilt	A
Spare the offender and condemn Offense	B
And make life miserable to Pretense	B
'Whip Vice and Folly that is satire's use	C
But be not personal for that's abuse	C
Nor e'er forget what 'like a razor keen	D
Wounds with a touch that's neither felt nor seen ''	E
Well friends I venture destitute of awe	F
To think that razor but an old old saw	G
A trifle rusty and a wound I'm sure	H
That's felt not seen not one can well endure	H
Go to go to you're as unfitted quite	I
To give advice to writers as to write	I
I find in Folly and in Vice a lack	J
Of head to hit and for the lash no back	J
Whilst Pixley has a pow that's easy struck	K
And though good Deacon Fitch a Fitch for luck	K
Has none yet lest he go entirely free	L
God gave to him a corn a heel to me	L
He also sets his face so like a flint	M
The wonder grows that Pickering doesn't skin't	L
With cold austerity against these wars	N
On scamps 'tis Scampery that he abhors	N
Behold advance in dignity and state	O
Grave smug serene indubitably great	O
Stanford philanthropist One hand bestows	P
In alms what t'other one as justice owes	P
Rascality attends him like a shade	Q
But closes woundless o'er my baffled blade	Q
Its limbs unsevered spirit undismayed	Q
Faith I'm for something can be made to feel	R
If like Pelides only in the heel	R
The fellow's self invites assault his crimes	S
Will each bear killing twenty thousand times	S
Anon Creed Haymond but the list is long	T
Of names to point the moral of my song	T
Rogues fools impostors sycophants they rise	U
They foul the earth and horrify the skies	U
With Mr Huntington sole honest man	V
In all the reek of that rapscallion clan	V
Denouncing Theft as hard as e'er he can	V

Ambrose Bierce

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