PREFACE
PREFACE Ahh what be this askes thee sweet recieter Ahh some humble wits doth answer with pen dipped inst gold writ onst pearl paper tinted with those thoughts of philosophers andst mystics deep full of words andst fancies that all their times doth keep some others sing onst Sheppard’s pipes Ye what canst say I to thee with vaine words that afford naught But more words well let I say whenst thee be onst the mystics way note that at thy end thee be But back where thee began I say for whenst thee hast lost thy verbiage thenst thee hast won clarity whenst thy end is where thee began whenst thy words to oblivion thee doest send