The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | ||
[His bad opponent's “facts” he sweeps away]
His bad opponent's “facts” he sweeps away,And drags his sophistry to light of day;
Then swears they're pushed to madness who resort
To falsehood of so desperate a sort.
Not so; like sods upon a dead man's breast,
He lies most lightly who the least is pressed.
Polydore Smith.
The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | ||