When Anacreon would fight, as the poets have said,
A reverse he display'd in his vapour,
For while all his poems were loaded with lead,
His pistols were loaded with paper. For excuses, Anacreon old custom may thank,
Such a salvo he should not abuse,
For the cartridge, by rule, is always made blank,
That is fired away at Reviews.

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