Their families, even to the last relation;

Their hideous wives, their horrid selves and dresses,

And truculent distortion of their tresses.

CIV.

True, she said little—'twas the rest that broke

Forth into universal epigram;

But then 'twas to the purpose what she spoke:

Like Addison's "faint praise,"[806] so wont to damn,

Her own but served to set off every joke,

As music chimes in with a melodrame.