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George Gascoigne To the reader of this Booke.

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[To Cardanus Comforte translated into Englishe. 1576.]

To salve a sore, with oyntment, oyle, or balme,
Deserves (no doubt) reward and thanke alwayes.
With drogues or drāmes, to cure a sickely qualme,
Deserves (likewyse) a palme of perfect prayse:
But when mens mindes, (with mothes of secret mone)
Are frett and frownst: When cankerwormes of care,
Consume the hart, tyll hope of health be gone,
Then comfort craves, both thankes and prayses rare.
For looke howmutch, the mynde of man surmountes,
Our bloud and bones, whych are (indeede) but drosse,
Somutch the wyse, that comfort most accoumptes,
Whych helpes the hart whom tyringe troubles tosse.
Then let this woorcke, due thankes, and prayses finde,
Whose Text doth teach, true comfortes for the mynde.
Tam Marti, quam Mercurio.