Marcus Clarke, "Horace" in the Bush (1896)
“ Marston started."You seem familiar with the poet," said he.The stranger smiled sadly."Sir," he answered, "I have spent my life in exposing plagiarisms from my--from Horace's writings. It is melancholy to see how the so-called 'original' writers have pilfered from the ancients.""Sit down, sir and join us!" cries Marton, fairly astride his hobby. "What will you take?""You have no Massic?" asked the guest, seating himself."To be sure we have," says honest Dibdin. "Coppinger, hot whisky to the gentleman."The stranger smiled and proceeded. "The moderns are thieves.""They are," said Marston. ”
