King Charles II:
As you intend on poetry, Rochester, why not provide it yourself?
Rochester:
A short epigram in your honour then, Your Majesty.
[pause]
Rochester:
"We have a pretty, witty King, Whose word no man relies on. Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one"
King Charles II:
Be just, Rochester. The wise words are my own, the deeds are my ministers'.
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