John Dryden,
The Works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes…
“ A poet is, though he's the poet's horse.A double noose thou on thy neck dost pull,For writing treason, and for writing dull;To die for faction is a common evil,But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.Hadst thou the glories of thy king exprest,Thy praises had been satire at the best;But thou in clumsy verse, unlickt, unpointed,Hast shamefully defied the Lord's anointed.I will not rake the dunghill of thy crimes,For who would read thy life that reads thy rhymes?But of king David's foes, be this the doom,May all be like the young man Absalom ”
