The Epiftle Dedicatory. 
In fum, Your Majefly will find, that we are come 
afbore into a new World, whereof we fee no end. 
It may be, that fome will fay, into another Utopia. 
Yet not I, but Nature fpeaketh thefe things: the only 
true Pallas, wherewith it is treafonable for the most 
courtonfly banded Arachne to compare. In whofe 
Name, I, the meaneft of ber Pupils, do in all bumi- 
lity crave Your Majesties Gracious Patronage. W here- 
of 1 cannot doubt, fince Your Majesty bath been plea- 
Jed tobe the Founder, and to flyle Your Self the Pa- 
tron of that Society, of which I have the honour tó 
be a Member. Your Majefly deeming it to be a more 
Noble Defign, To enlarge the Territories of Know- 
ledge, than thofe of Dominion: and the Higbeft Pitch 
of Human Glory, not to rule, in any fort, over many; 
but tobe a Good Prince over Wife Men. Iam 
Your Majelties 
moft humble 
and 
moft obedient 
Subje& 
‘NEHEMS AH GREW. 
