TO THE HONORABLE Assemblie of the COMMONS in the present Parlament.

THe Honor, due vnto you all,
And reverence, to you each one,
I do first yeeld most speciall;
Grant me this time, to heare my mone.
NOW, (if you will) full well you may,
Fowle sclaundrous tongues for euer tame;
And helpe the trueth, to beare some sway,
In iust defence of a good Name:
Halfe hundred yeeres, which hath had wrong,
By false light tongues, and diuelish hate:
O helpe tryde Trueth, to become strong,
So God of Trueth, will blesse your State.
In sundry sorts, this Sclaunder great,
(Of Coniurer) I haue sore blamde:
But wilfull, rash, and spitefull heat,
Doth nothing cease, to be enflamde.
Your helpe, therefore, by Wisdoms lore,
And by your Powre, so great and sure,
I humbly craue, that neuer more,
This hellish wound, I shall endure.
And so your
An Act ge­nerall against Sclaunder, and a speciall penall Order for Iohn Dee his cas [...].
Act, with Honor great,
All Ages will hereafter prayse:
And Trueth, that sitts in Heauenly seat,
Will, in like case, your Comforts rayse.
Most dutifully in all humilitie at your commandement. Iohn Dee, Seruant and Mathematician to his most royall Maiestie.
An. 1604. Iunij 8.

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