Because I scouted her machine; it is her machination.
But, hark! I hear, there's some one near—in vain I hope to hide;
They'll say I'm not a tidy man, for going in the tide.
Oh! dire disgrace! I'll screen my face behind this fisher's basket,
And those who do not know my name, I hope wont stop to ask it!
16 Andrew Marvel d. 1678. No wonder.
Joe Miller d. 1738. No joke.
18 Rebel Lords beheaded, 1746.
Treason doth never prosper—what's the reason?
Why, when it prospers, none dare call it treason.