The poems of George Daniel ... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes |
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To the Reader of Doctor Brown's booke Entituled
Pseudodoxia Epidemica.
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To the Reader of Doctor Brown's booke Entituled Pseudodoxia Epidemica.
If to delight and profit be of praise;Admire this Author; who hath manie waies
Oblig'd the world, in Eyther. Would you see
Error vnveil'd, by a Strict Scrutinie?
Would you know, probablye, the Causes hid
Of many Things in Nature? such as (bred
Vpon the Pillowe of Coniecture) were
Strangelie imposed, by Inquisition, Cleare?
Read ore this Booke. Or would you trifle out
Your Time, in some vnnecessarie Doubt?
Seeme wittye to discourse, of things vnknowne,
As in your Knowledge? Make this Booke your owne.
If a neat Stile or Langvage doe delight yee,
Fall gladlie to; nor let the Hard words fright yee.
Or, are you Serious? Would you faine behold
Man, first Deluded? And the manifold
Still-interposeing Clouds, blearing his Sight,
To looke at Truth, in her Eternall Light?
This be the Mirror. I have said Enough,
As my owne Relish to it, drawes Mee through;
What yet remains is All. But What is That?
Reade ore the Booke, and You may tell Mee, What.
Decembr: 11th 1.6.4.8. G. Daniel.
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