Epist. 8.

1. IF I thought that my Letters would be any whit pleasing to you, and be liked by you, I would as well strive to satisfie you by writing, as you have long since forced me by your often calling upon me to do it.

2. For I cannot desire pardon for my fault, or exempt my self from blame, if you should have a nay-say from me, to whom you have hitherto wholly devoted your self, and whom you have al∣ways assisted with your means and advice.

3. But when I see their credit is most in danger, who expose and let flie abroad their fooleries, not so much to be read, as to be laught at, by scholars at least, and such men as you are; I be∣ing deterred with the guilt of my own weaknesse, dare not expose my toys to the judgment of such a man.

4. For if I should write (I am sure) my barbarisms would make you laugh, and perhaps would cause you not to love me.

5. Wherefore I desire you would not deny to pardon me at my entreaty.

6. Farewell, most excellent scholar.