To top his thoughts, with false and fond opinions:
[I. 4.]Then happy they, who least frequent a Court,
Nor in the fields of flattery love to sport.
To such bellowing caves winded with the borrowed rags of patch’d-up Commedies, clouted complements, stolne Phrases, and lip-licked labours, of lamp-living spirits, to such hollow Tombes, I say a tush for their kindnesse, and I justly hold it a manifest idolatry to honour, or do homage to any of them: And this much for the misconstruous lack-judgment of emulating cloudes, No Courtiers. And as concerning the impostrat quagmires of this abortive age, wherein so many Simonaicall Matchevilians, mercenary parasits, and arch-betraying Sicophants live, vindicating themselves excessively, upon the advantage of time, I insufficient I, to dive in such bottomlesse businesses, bequeath them onely to their owne repining consciences, just tryalls, and ignominious rewards. To satisfie the World in my behalfe, as touching my travells, I sincerely protest, that neither ambition, too much curiosity, nor any reputation I ever sought, from the bubling breath of breathlesse man (whose The reason why the Author begun his Travels.defective censure, inclineth, as instigation, or partiality, moveth his weake and variable opinion) did expose me to such long peregrinations and dangerous adventures past. But the proceeding whereof, thousands conjecture the cause, as many the manner; ten thousand thousands the effect: The condition reserved, I partly forbeare to penetrate in that undeserved Dalida wrong; and reconciled times pleading desistance, moderate discretion inserteth silent patience.
The mansuet cup, the gods consuetly drunke,
In me involv’d, straight hony-gald it sunke:
That sweete Ambrosian Nectar, soundly wrapt
In my lock’d closet, suspitious Envy trapt;
[I. 5.]And fierce-eyd Jealousie, wingd with wind
Pierc’d staring Argos, turned his hundred blind: