e to women, utter all I knowe,
As longing to unlade so bad a fraught.
My mynde once purg'd of such lascivious witt,
With purified words and hallowed verse,
Thy praises in large volumes shall rehearse.
That better maie thy grauer view befitt.
Meanwhile ytt rests, you smile at what I write
Or for attempting banish me your sight.

THO. NASH.

{388a} Daniel's _Certaine Epistles_, 1603: see Daniel's _Works_, ed.
Grosart, i. 216 seq.

{388b} See Preface to Davies's _Microcosmos_, 1603 (Davies's _Works_,
ed. Grosart, i. 14). At the end of Davies's _Microcosmos_ there is also
a congratulatory sonnet addressed to Southampton on his liberation (_ib._
p. 96), beginning:

Welcome to shore, unhappy-happy Lord,
From the deep seas of danger and distress.
There like thou wast to be thrown overboard
In every storm of discontentedness.

{390} 'Amours of J. D.' were doubtless sonnets by Sir John Davies, of
which only a few have reached us. There is no ground for J. P. Collier's
suggestion that J. D. was a misprint for M. D., _i.e._ Michael Drayton,
who gave the first edition of his sonnets in 1594 the title of _Amours_.
That word was in France the common designation of collections of sonnets
(cf. Drayton's _Poems_, ed. Collier, Roxburghe Club, p. xxv).

{391} See note to p. 88 _supra_.

{393a} The details of his career are drawn from Mr. Arber's _Transcript
of the Registers of the Stationers' Company_.

{393b} Arber, ii. 124.

{393c} _Ib._ ii. 713.

{393d} A younger brother, Richard, was apprenticed to a stationer,
Martin Ensor, for seven years from August 24, 1596, but he disappeared
before gaining the freedom of the company, either dying young or seeking
another occupation (cf. Arber's _Transcript_, ii. 213).

{393e} Cf. _Bibliographica_, i. 474-98, where I have given an account of
Blount's professional career in a paper called 'An Elizabethan
Bookseller.'

{394a} Thorpe gives a sarcastic description of a typical patron, and
amply attests the purely commercial relations ordinarily subsisting
between dedicator and dedicatee. 'When I bring you the book,' he advises
Blount, 'take physic and keep state. Assign me a time by your man to
come again. . . . Censure scornfully enough and somewhat like a
traveller. Commend nothing lest you discredit your (that which you would
seem to have) judgme