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JEWM ) THE JEW OF MALTA. MACH. ALBEIT THE WORLD THINK MACHIAVEL IS DEAD, YET WAS HIS SOUL BUT FLOWN BEYOND THE ALPS; AND, NOW THE GUISE IS DEAD, IS COME FROM FRANCE, TO VIEW THIS LAND, AND FROLIC WITH HIS FRIENDS. TO SOME PERHAPS MY NAME IS ODIOUS; BUT SUCH AS LOVE ME GUARD ME FROM THEIR TONGUES, AND LET THEM KNOW THAT I AM MACHIAVEL, AND WEIGH NOT MEN, AND THEREFORE NOT MEN'S WORDS. ADMIRED I AM OF THOSE THAT HATE ME MOST. THOUGH SOME SPEAK OPENLY AGAINST MY BOOKS, YET WILL THEY READ ME AND THEREBY ATTAIN TO PETER'S CHAIR; AND WHEN THEY CAST ME OFF, ARE POISONED BY MY CLIMBING FOLLOWERS. I COUNT RELIGION BUT A CHILDISH TOY AND HOLD THERE IS NO SIN BUT IGNORANCE. BIRDS OF THE AIR WILL TELL OF MURDERS PAST? I AM ASHAMED TO HEAR SUCH FOOLERIES. MANY WILL TALK OF TITLE TO A CROWN. WHAT RIGHT HAD CAESAR TO THE EMPIRE? MIGHT FIRST MADE KINGS, AND LAWS WERE THEN MOST SURE WHEN, LIKE THE DRACO'S, THEY WERE WRIT IN BLOOD. HENCE COMES IT THAT A STRONG BUILT CITADE . . .