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To bothe the Vniversities, Oxforde and Cambridge, a Peroration.
THus much I had (right worshipful) to say,
And to declare most playnly to you all:
The great abuse committed euery day
In this our art, whiche phisike men do call.
The chiefest poyntes I haue in generall
But onely toucht in this my lytell booke:
He may know all the matter in speciall,
Who so to it more narrowly wyll looke.
I meruayle muche and sore lament to see,
That such abuse hath ben suffred so long:
And is nowe yet, (it wyll none other be.)
You and we haue (me thinkes) great wrong:
Therfore ye should no more the tyme prolong,
But seke some meanes the learned to defend,
With priuileges, that to you doo belong.
And thus doyng, you shall no man offend.
I euer had, and haue yet at this houre,
A great despre, bothe in my hart and mynde:
That euery good physition to his power
Do all thynges well: so worshyp shall he fynd.
But nowe there are physitions so vnkynde,
To God and man, that they passe not a straw.
Whiche of bothe endes go before or behynde,
They are so void of truthe and feare of lawe.
This sort wyl now inueye with force & might,
Straight agaynst me, and this poore sely boke,