Don Zara del Fogo a mock-romance / written originally in the Brittish tongue, and made English by a person of much honor, Basilius Musophilus ; with a marginall comment, expounding the hard things of the history.

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Don Zara del Fogo a mock-romance / written originally in the Brittish tongue, and made English by a person of much honor, Basilius Musophilus ; with a marginall comment, expounding the hard things of the history.
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Holland, Samuel, gent.
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London :: Printed by T.W. for Tho. Vere ...,
1656.
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EPILOGUE.
Thus have you seen Adonis dreary Fate, The Boars ill luck, & Venus wretched state Masqus are no common things, specially such As this, that leans upon no staff or crutch; The Port stands within iting his nayls, Somtimes his hope, somtimes his fear pre∣vails: Troth he's a prety man, and comes as neer Tom Nabs (whose Microcosmos has no Peer) As any he alive; If this don't like ye, * 1.1 Next time Cupido coms, & Madam Psyche.

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This Masque (as how could it chuse) found a generall applause, not so much as one crittick in so great a crowd; but by this time half the night was spent, so that Prince Para∣clet, Emansor, Maulkina and Dowcabell, betook themselvs to their rest, whose example the Courtiers of both sexes followed, onely the Knights (Zara excepted) resorting to the place place where they had supped some hours before, resolve to salute Somnus with a bowl of Bacchus his blood, drinking so deep, that ye would have thought every man there Master of more * 1.2 Amethists then one, so that the place where they were, seemed the ve∣ry Bower where the blyth Delphick God tipples Sack, and keeps his Bac∣chanalias; but while they were quas∣sing, Zara was sleeping, but he little imagins what plots are even now (at this ominous hour of night) contri∣ving against him, for the Knights Er∣rant being now (in their own con∣ceits) discreeter then Socrates or Solon, and valianter then Achilles or Alexan∣der the Great, began every man to

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pride himself in his own praise, and to enumerate the many Combats and perillous Atchievments they had bin guilty of; this man having vanqui∣shed the Knight of the Moon, and Se∣ven Stars, who had nine fingers upon each hand, was ful six yards in height, and was thought able to rout a Roy∣all Army; this having taken in that Cittadell, maugre the opposition of a thousand men; a third having rescu∣ed the Persian Sophy, when surroun∣ded with twelve millions of Turks, who were leading him captive to Con∣stantinople; these vapours dissipated, they began to discourse every man of his Horse, Armour, and Shield, &c. each maintaining his own for the most Authentick: This discourse put 'um in mind of our Champion Don Zara, whom every one censured as he lited, onely the Knight of the PUD∣DING (for so was Don Pantalone the Knight of Malta called, because of the Jack-Pudding in his Shield) was most vehement, who articled against him as a man both insipid and incapaci∣ous as to Military Atchievments; this was the Knight whose Horse, Armour,

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Shield, &c. was made Zara's by mira∣cle, being (by an unparalell'd provi∣dence) drag'd to shoar by Fishermen, and by them conferr'd on our Cham∣pion, as the first Chapter of this Book has inform'd; for Don Pantalone (be∣ing bound for No-land) was ship∣wrackt on those very Seas where our Champion was cufft over-board, and was the onely mortall except a Spar∣tane Spaniell) that escaped the dan∣ges (as it seems) by the agility of his arms, and now this most dangerous and degenerate Knight (envying the boon of Heaven) would recover those Emoluments by force, which (no doubt) were worthily torn from him by the fraud of Fate, openly owning the Horse, Armour, and Shield, and execrably protesting that he would be Master of them within forty hours, or leave his dead body as a witnesse of his Devoyre; this Resolve was highly praised by some, and as much cryed down by others; but Panta∣lone was too proud to hearken to de∣hortments, and therefore (betwixt drunk and sober) he wrote a Chal∣lenge,

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desiring the Knight of the Ap (for so was Dou-La-Fisk the Knight of Sardinia called, because of the Ape playing on a Jewes-Trump in his Shield) to carry it about * 1.3 eight in the morning to our Champion Don Zara; This done, (being scarce able to tipple any longer) the Knights adjourned their House for some hours.

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