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Satire is indeed all ours, he says; in which Lucilius first attained distinguished praise, who still has certain lovers so devoted to him that they do not hesitate to prefer him not only to authors of the same work, but to all Poets. I disagree as much with them as I do with Horace, who thinks Lucilius flows muddily, and that there is something you could remove. For there is wonderful erudition in him, and liberty, and from there bitterness and an abundance of wit. Horace is much terser and purer, and outstanding for noting character. Persius also earned much true glory, even with a single book. There are those famous today as well, who will also be named in the future.
We have said elsewhere that Juvenal is designated and praised by this last sentence. But also, if you have the time and the desire, gather these excerpts with me, Reader, again from Jul. Scaliger's Poetices, book 1, chapter 12, and book 3, chapter 98, and bind them together.
The ancients called lust σάθυ sathu. Nothing is more lustful than a goat. Goat-footed Satyrs. They are mistaken who think Satire is entirely Latin. For it was both begun and perfected first by the Greeks. Then received by the Latins, and cultivated outside the stage. Therefore, it was not called so from 'satura' (a mixture), or from a law, or a dish, as the grammarians strive in vain and rashly. But I think they were named from the Satyrs. For they used to come out with dishes and small baskets full of every kind of fruit, with which they might entice the Nymphs.
You see, Reader, Scaliger fighting with Quintilian