The works of the famous Mr. Francis Rabelais, doctor in physick treating of the lives, heroick deeds, and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel : to which is newly added the life of the author / written originally in French, and translated into English by Sr. Thomas Urchard.

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The works of the famous Mr. Francis Rabelais, doctor in physick treating of the lives, heroick deeds, and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel : to which is newly added the life of the author / written originally in French, and translated into English by Sr. Thomas Urchard.
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Rabelais, François, ca. 1490-1553?
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London :: Printed for R.B., and are to be sold by John Starkey,
1664.
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"The works of the famous Mr. Francis Rabelais, doctor in physick treating of the lives, heroick deeds, and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel : to which is newly added the life of the author / written originally in French, and translated into English by Sr. Thomas Urchard." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A57001.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 2, 2024.

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RABELAIS TO THE Reader.

GOod friends, my Readers, who peruse this Book, Be not offended, whil'st on it you look: Denude your selves of all deprav'd affection, For it containes no badnesse, nor infection: 'Tis true that it brings forth to you no birth Of any value, but in point of mirth; Thinking therefore how sorrow might your minde Consume, I could no apter subject finde; One inch of joy surmounts of grief a span; Because to laugh, is proper to the man.
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