The Pilgrimage to Parnassus | ||
Prologue
Spectators, take youe noe seuere accounteOf our twoo pilgrims to Parnassus mount.
Yf youle take three daies studie in good cheare,
Our muse is blest that euer shee came here;
If not, wele eare noe more the barren sande,
But let our pen seeke a more fertile lande.
The Pilgrimage to Parnassus | ||