The supposedly prim and proper Lord Tennyson, speaking savage truth as only the Victorians could:

Authors – essayist, atheist, novelist,

realist, rhymaster, play your part,

Paint the mortal shame of nature

with the living hues of Art.

Rip your brothers’ vices open, strip

your own foul passions bare;

Down with Reticence, down with Reverence -

forward – naked – let them stare.