NO BOOK CAN BE COMPLETE WITHOUT A PREFACE.
| I see no cause but men may pick their teeth, Though Brutus with a sword did kill himself. TAYLOR, THE WATER POET. |
I here present thee with a hive of bees, laden some with wax, and some with honey. Fear not to approach! There are no Wasps, there are no Hornets here. If some wanton Bee should chance to buzz about thine ears, stand thy ground and hold thy hands: there's none will sting thee if thou strike not first. If any do, she hath honey in her bag will cure thee too.
QUARLES.