The Devil knew not what he did when he made man politic; he cross'd himself by't: and I cannot think but, in the end, the villanies of man will set him clear. Then there are witlings who will plod To make for ministers a rod ; Poets that wou'd be politicians,...
Scribbleomania; Or, The Printer's Devil's Polichronicon: A Sublime Poem - Sida 203
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