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To R. DOLEMAN.
YOu will thinke it strange Maister Dole∣man, that hauing lien these many yeares in quiet harbour frō the tempest of mens tongues, you should now feele a storme to breake vpon you; peraduenture you were perswaded (as euery one suffereth himselfe to be beguiled with desire) that this si∣lence did growe, eyther vpon acceptance of your opinion, or from insufficiencie to oppose against it. I assure you neither; but partly from contempt, and partly from feare. Th•• contempt proceeded from the manner of your writing, wherein you regarde not 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉 but 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉: not how eyther truly or pertinent∣ly, but how largelye you do wright: endeauouring nothing else, but eyther to abuse weake iudgements, or to feede the humors of such discontented persons, as wante o•• disgrace hath kept lower then they had set their swelling thoughts. The feare was occasioned by the nimble eare which lately was borne to the touche of this string: for which cause our English fugitiues did stand in some aduantage, in that they had free scope to publish whatsoeuer was agreeable to their pleasure; knowing right well, that their bookes could not be suppressed, and might not be answered.