many dishes should cast you into a surfeit, I will now take away; yet so that, if I perceive you relish this well, the rest shall be in time be prepared A Discourse relating A STRANGE AND MONSTROUS SERPENT, OR DRAGON, Lately Discovered and yet living to the great Annoyance and divers Slaughters both Men and Cattell, by his strong and violent Poyson. In Sussex, two Miles from Horsam, in a Woode Printed at London, by John Trundle, TO THE READER. HE just reward of him that is accustomed to lie, is not, to be believed when he speaketh the truth: so just an occasion may sometimes be imposed upon the pamphleting pressers; and therefore, if we receive the same reward, we cannot much blame our accusers, which often falls out either by our forward credulity to but-seeming true reports, or by false copies translated from other languages, which (though we beget not) we foster, and our shame is little the less. But, passing by what's past, let not our present truth blush for any former falsehood sake: the country is near us, Sussex; the time present, August; the subject, a Serpent; strange, yet now a neighbour to us; and it were more than impudence to forge a lie so near home, that every man might turn in our throats; believe it, or read it not, or read it (doubting) for I believe ere thou hast read this little all, thou wilt not doubt of one, but believe there are many serpents in England. By A. R. Farewell. He that would send better news, if he had it. |