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The following is the original title-page of Vaughan's first published volume :
Fleet-street. 1646 [120.] Collation : Title, as supra,—Epistle pp 4-blank leaf-pp 3-44 · Finis'-Separate title as under
Printed for G. B. [as before.] pp 47—87 : ' Finis'. See further in our Essay on the Life and Writings of Vaughan, in the present volume. G.
To you alone, whose more refined spirits outwing these dull times, and soare above the drudgerie of durty intelligence, have I made sacred these Fancies: I know the yeares, and what course entertainment they affoord Poetry. If any shall question that courage that durst send me abroad so late, and revell it thus in the dregs of an Age, they have my silence : only
Languescente seculo, liceat ægrotari. My more calme ambition, amidst the common noise, hath thus exposed me to the World : You have here a flame, bright only in its owne innocence, that kindles nothing but a generous thought : which, though it may warme the bloud, the fire at highest is but Platonick; and the
T = Coarse, and so throughout : see Index of Words 8, v. G.
commotion, within these limits, excludes danger : For the Satyre, it was of purpose borrowed, to feather some slower houres; and what you see here, is but the interest: It is one of his, whose Roman pen had as much true passion, for the infirmities of that State, as we should have pitty, to the distractions of our owne: Honest—I am sure-it is, and offensive cannot be, except it meet with such spirits that will quarrel with Antiquitie, or purposely arraigne themselves : These indeed may thinke that they have slept out so many centuries in this Satyre, and are now awaked; which, had it been still Latine, perhaps their nap had been everlasting: But enough of these,- It is for you only that I have adventured thus far, and invaded the Presse with Verse ; to whose more noble indulgence I shall now leave it: and so am gone.