It is not for nought, that the poet doth cry,
Dic mihi musa virum, captæ post tempora Trojæ,
Qui mores hominum multorum vidit et urbes.[49]
In which verses, as some writers do scan,
The poet describeth a perfect wise man:
Even so I, being a stranger, addicted to philosophy,
To see the state of countries myself I apply.
Carisophus. Sir, I like this intent, but may I ask your name without scorn?
Damon. My name is Damon, well known in my country, a gentleman born.
Carisophus. You do wisely to search the state of each country