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The Authours Prologue to the Reader.
NOw God defend, Reader, Noble or Plebeyan, what e're thou art: how earnestly must thou needs by this time expect this Prologue, supposing that thou must finde in it nothing but Revenge, Brawling, and Ray∣ling upon the Authour of the second Don-Quixote, of whom I only say as others say, that hee was begot in Tordesillas, and borne in Tarragona? the truth is, herein I mean not to give thee content. Let it bee never so generall a Rule, that injuries awaken and rouze up choler in humble brests, yet in mine must this Rule admit an exception: Thou, it may bee, wouldst have me be-Asse him, be-Madman him, and be-Fool him; but no such matter can enter into my thought; no, let his own Rod whip him; as hee hath brewed, so let him bake; elsewhere hee shall have it: and yet there is somewhat which I cannot but resent, and that is, that he expro∣bates unto me my age and my mayme [He lost one of his hands] as if it had been in my power to hold Time back, that so it should not passe upon me, or if my mayme had befaln me in a Tavern, and not upon the most famous occasion which either the ages past or present have seen, [At the Battell of Lepanto] nor may the times to come look for the like: If my Wounds shine not in the eyes of such as behold them; yet shall they be esteemed at least in the judgement of such as know how they were got∣ten. A Souldier had rather bee dead in the Battell, then free by run∣ing away: And so is it with me, that should men set before me and fa∣cilitate an impossibilitie, I should rather have desired to have been in that prodigious action, then now to bee in a whole skinne free from my skars for not having been in it. The skars which a Souldier shews in his face and brest, are starrs which lead others to the Haven of Honour, and to the desire of just Praise: and besides it may bee noted, that it is not so much mens Pens which write as their Judgements; and these use to be better'd with yeers. Nor am I insensible of his calling me Envious, and describing me as an ignorant. What Envie may be, I vow seri∣ously, that of those two sorts that are, I skill not; but of that Holy, No∣ble, and ingenious Envie, which being so, as it is, I have no meaning to abuse any Priest; especially if he hath annexed unto him the title of FA∣MILIAR of the Inquisition: and if he said so, as it seems by this se∣cond Authour that hee did, he is utterly deceived; For I adore his Wit, admire his Works, and his continuall virtuous imployment; and yet in effect I cannot but thank this sweet Senior Authour, for saying that my Novells are more Satyrick then Exemplar; and that yet they are good, which they could not be, were they not so quite thorow. It seems thou