Damnd neuters, in their middle way of steering, Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red-herring: Nor whigs, nor tories they; nor this, nor that; Nor birds, nor beasts; but just a kind of bat: A twilight animal; true to neither cause, With tory wings, but whiggish teeth and claws. Dryden.Epilogue to the Duke of Guise.