By machinations, plots, compassings,
He struggled long against hard odds
To advance the Devil’s cause and God’s.
Hopeless at last, his means all spent,
He died a Murderer and a Saint.
EPIGRAM.
Ille Crucem sceleris pretium tulit, Hic Diadema.
Good people of England, ’tis fit you should note
What you get, or may suffer, for bribing a vote;