John Davies of Hereford

""Gods me! how now! what present have we here?” “A Book that stood in peril of the press; But now it’s past those pikes, and doth appear To keep the lookers on from heaviness.” “What stuff contains it?”—“Fustian, perfect spruce. Wit’s gallimalfry, or wit fried in steaks.” “From whom came it, a God’s name?”—“From his Muse, (Oh do not tell!) that still your favour seeks.” “And who is that?”—“Truth that is I.”—“What I? I per se I, great I, you would say.”—“No! Great I indeed you well may say; but I Am little i, the least of all the row.”"