To the Reader. 



fewe wordes to wynne credit to this worke, not so much for mine owne 



Englishe Translation as for the singular commendation of them, challenged 



of dutie and desart. "Wherefore gentle Reader I commit them to thy 



memorie, and their bookes to thy courteous censure. They were both 



learned men, and painefull practitioners in their professions, so much 



the more therfore are their workes worthy estimation, I would it were 



in me to advaunce them as I wishe, the worst (and yet both, no doubt, 



excellent) hath deseraed a monument of immortality. Well there is no 



more to be added but this, that as the translatio of this booke was- 



attempted, finished, and published of goodwill (not onely to administer 



pleasure, as to affoord profit) so it is my desire and request that my 



labour therin employed may be acceptable, as I hope it shalbe to men 



of indifferent iudgement. As for such as shall snarr and snatch at the 



Englishe abrydgement, and te are the Translatour, being absent, with the 



teeth of spightfnll enuye, I conclude in breuity there eloquence is but 



currishe, if I serue in their meat with wrong sawce, ascribe it not to vn- 



skilfnlnesse in coquery, but to ignoraunce in their diet, for as the Poet 



sayeth 



"Son satis est ars sola cuquo, seuire pnlato • 

 Nanque coquus domini debet habere gulam -. 



It is not enough that a cooke vnderstand, 

 Except Ms Lordes stomack he holde in his hand. 



To winde vp all in a watcheworde I saye no more, Bat doe well, and 



Farewell, 



His and his Friendes, 

 Abraham 

 Fleming. 



