Your Grace's swordsmen have had ill luck of late; and it is hard, since you always choose the best hands, and such scrupleless knaves too.

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar / The little children laugh at him behind his back

What kind of deformed party will such a dynamic produce? A party so willing to be marinated in such a baldfaced lie will lie about anything, including who wins the next election and every one after that.

[…] rather than alter his pace, or path (that Conscience or Reason boundeth him in) he will bee poor, undone; any thing but the Ratio formalis, essentiall of a Suist, or selfe-polititian, that is changeable.