PREFACE
Ahh Dearest reciter Come listen to my words of fine invention wrought with gold with painted flowers that be But mine thoughts But what be But mine intentions well Dearest Dupe all poets doth But want to bend thy minde with words andst tropes andst all verse fine with phrases divine enam’ling thy minde with all that the poet cant gather fromst the Muses 9 But whilst thee be entertained thy minde be bent with intentions maskt behind the poesy the poet hast other things inst minde where the poet doth But just plays with thy minde with words to bend it inst to the shape he doth want thru appearance to hide his intent- the true reality