Pleasant dialogues and dramma's, selected out of Lucian, Erasmus, Textor, Ovid, &c. With sundry emblems extracted from the most elegant Iacobus Catsius. As also certaine elegies, epitaphs, and epithalamions or nuptiall songs; anagrams and acrosticks; with divers speeches (upon severall occasions) spoken to their most excellent Majesties, King Charles, and Queene Mary. With other fancies translated from Beza, Bucanan, and sundry Italian poets. By Thomas Heywood

Try ere you trust.

An.

Wary's thine art, but not from danger sure, For dost thou thinke that craft can be secure? Wretch th'art deceiv'd. We live in corrupt times, Nor can craft long conceale her subtile crimes. Adde that the profferd bride few humors fits, As fearing there be baites laid in their bits. Whilst aged Priam to Achilles sues To take his child, he doth the match refuse. Let Fathers pause untill their minds they know, and whether they be well dispos'd or no. The Foxe his eare unto the Ice doth lay E're venter on; if heare them crack, hee'l stay.

Whilst Darius to Alexander, Priamus to Achilles •• Alcinous to Ulysses, without due circumspection made

offer of their daughters, they were altogether frustrate in their hopes and expectations, therefore the wiser are of opinion: that nothing ought to be profferd, which hath not before beene proved.