Poeticall varieties: or, Varietie of fancies. By Tho. Iordan Gent

TO THE CRITICALL READER.

Sowre Sir, a word with you;

SInce I am fallen into the hazzard of your in∣fectious censure, and that I know you come to kill, not nurse my infant Muse, my lan∣guage will have licence; I must tell you, you are ungently bold to trespasse on a Page of mine, seeke some knowne Author, whose applauded name selfe-loved opinion taught you to admire; The title page you cen∣sure, not the worke, I am condemn'd already by that rule, but tis no legall tryall; Is your wise knowledge so prophetick growne, that in an Authors name you reade his merit, or thinke you that the learned Magazin is quite exhausted from the thrifty schooles to make but one man happy Either resolve to reade me honestly with a true purpose to be just in censure, condemning onely theft, or such blacke guilt, or fairely leave mee to my Candid Reader.

THO. IORDAN.