Abuses stript, and whipt. Or Satirical essayes. By George Wyther. Diuided into two bookes

To his Schoole-maister, Maister Iohn Greaues.

EPIGR. 16.

I Feuer I doe wish I maie be rich, (As oft perhaps such ilde breath I spend;) I doe it not for any thing so much, As for to haue wherewith to pay my friend. For trust me, there is nothing grieues me more Then this; that I should still much kindnes take, And haue a Fortune (to my mind) so poore, That (though I would) amends I cannot make: Yet for to be as thankefull as I maie, Snce my estate no better meanes affords, VVhat I in deed receiue, I doe repaie In willingnes, in thankes and gentle words. Then though your loue doth well deserue to haue Better requitals then are in my power; Knowing you'l nothing vltra posse craue, Here I haue brought you some Essaies of our: You may thinke much, perhaps, since ther's so many Learn'd Graduates that haue your pupils beene; I who am none, and more vnfit then any, Should first presume in publike to be seene: But you doe know those horses in the teeme, That with their worke are ablest to goe through, Seldome so forward as blind Bayard seeme, (Or giue so many twitches to the plough) And so though they may better; their intent Is not, perhaps, for to be fooles is print.