Whole droves of blockheads choking up his way;
They took, but not rewarded, his advice;
Villain and wit exact a double price.
}
{ Power was his aim; but thrown from that pretence,
{ The wretch turned loyal in his own defence,
{ And malice reconciled him to his prince[492]
Him, in the anguish of his soul, he served;
Rewarded faster still than he deserved.[493]
Behold him now exalted into trust;