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THE FIRST BOOK: OR, ARGENTORA. (Book 1)
IT was many years after that time when the Rusty Brasse and baser Iron had given too great an assu∣rance of the full determination of the Golden and Silver Ages, when Bentivolio appear'd to the asto∣nishment of the degenerate world, which could not remem∣ber to have seen any Gentleman equall to him in Complexion or Stature. He was so perfectly made up, that one might easily perceive Wisdom, Goodness and Courage to have done their utmost in his Composure. The esteem of his Perfections did not rise by the measure of those disproportions in which the corrupt Age fell below him, but by such degrees as the exact rules of Vertue set up for an infallible standard.
After a full acquaintance with the customs of his own Country, by which he arriv'd at great perfection, and would have out-done them, but that they were such as could not be ex∣ceeded, (for he was born in the higher Theoprepia,) he had a great desire to see other Countries; not to make Experiments by his Travel to satisfie Curiosity, which in him was very lit∣tle; but to deserve such Honour as doth naturally accompany vertuous attempts, and leave most reall Benefits upon the be∣stowers of it.
He had now gone over divers Kingdoms which admini∣stred variety of tryalls, and match'd variety with difficulty; but in each he was so happily successefull, that every ones Ad∣miration strove with Love, which should do him the most