To his verie Loving Friend Master George Lee

Esteemed friend, I pray thee take it kinde, That outward action beares an inward minde, What objects heere these papers do deliver, Bestow the viewing of them for the giver. I make thee a partaker of strange sights, Drawne antique works of humours vaine delights. A mirrour of the mad conceited shapes, Of this our ages giddy-headed apes, These fash’on mongers, selfe besotted men Of kindred to the fowle that wore my pen, Are at an howers warning to appeare, And muster in sixe sheetes of Paper heere. And this is all at this time I bestow, To evidence a greater love I owe.