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

A Prologue to the Play of Queene Elizabeth as it was last revived at the Cock-pit, in which the Author taxeth the most corrupted copynow im∣printed, which was published without his consent. I rologue.

Playes have a fate in their conception lent, Some so short liv'd, no sooner shew'd, than spent; But borne to day, to morrow buried, and Though taught to speake, neither to goe nor stand. This: (by what fare I know not) sure no merit, That it disclaimes, may for the age inherit.

Writing 'bove one and twenty; but ill nurst, And yet receiv'd, as well perform'd at first, Grac't and frequented, for the cradle age, Did throng the Seates, the Boxes, and the Stage So much; that some by Stenography drew The plot: put it in print: (scarce one word trew:) And in that lamenesse it hath limp't so long, The Author now to vindicate that wrong Hath tooke the paines, upright upon its feete To teach it walke, so please you sit, and see't.