To whom do I send this fresh little book br of wit, just polished off with dry pumice? br To you, Cornelius: since you were accustomed br to consider my trifles worth something br even then, when you alone of Italians br dared to explain all the ages, in three learned br works, by Jupiter, and with the greatest labour. br Then take this little book for your own: whatever br it is, and is worth: virgin Muse, patroness, br let it last, for more lives than one.