Strike whom you please, and write whate'er you will,
Harpax will cheat, and Phillis hide spadille:
Hircus in brothels impotently toil,
And Verres murder merit with a smile:
Murder, secure of same, for vulgar eyes
Will still adore him, tho' the good despise;
At his rich coat and gorgeous chariot gaze,
And lose at once th' assassin in the blaze.