No hour but sent a whole legion of devils into
some herd of　swine or other. If Martial had ten
muses (as he saith of himself) when he but
tasted a cup　of wine, he had ten score when
he determined to tyrannize; ne’er a line of his
but was　able to make a man drunken with
admiration. His sight pierced like lightning into
theentrails of all abuses.