Martin Luther writing to Erasmus in Bondage of the Will:
… your book is, in my estimation, so mean and vile, that I greatly feel for you for having defiled your most beautiful and ingenious language with such vile trash; and I feel an indignation against the matter also, that such unworthy stuff should be borne about in ornaments of eloquence so rare; which is as if rubbish, or dung, should be carried in vessels of gold and silver.
Gotta love it. Luther may be called many things, but a mincer of words? Not on your life.