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Ah! how behooves the King, who rules aright, to choose his counc’illors or his friends belovèd, by rule of conscience, Virtue’s inner light, whose sprites sincere affection long have provèd!
The man exalted to that dizzy height, the kingly throne, of things from note removèd can gain no notice sure, no knowledge clear, save what th’ adviser’s tongue will teach his ear.