Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer,
And without sneering teach the rest to sneer;[327:3]
Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike,
Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike.
Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 201.
By flatterers besieg'd,
And so obliging that he ne'er oblig'd;
Like Cato, give his little senate laws,[327:4]
And sit attentive to his own applause.
Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 207.