TO THE LADY most deserving her NAME and BLOOD, MARY Lady WROTH. MADAM, IN N the age of facrifices, the truth of religion was not in the greatness and fat of the offerings, but in the devotion and zeal of the facrificers: elfe what could a handful of gums have done in the fight of a hecatomb? or how might I appear at this altar, except with those affections that no lefs love the light and witness, than they have the conscience of your virtue ? If what I offer bear an acceptable odour, and hold the first strength, it is your value of it, which remembers where, when, and to whom it was kindled. wife, as the times are, there comes rarely forth that thing fo full of authority or example, but by affiduity and custom grows lefs, and loses. This, yet, fafe in your judgment (which is a SIDNEY'S) is forbidden to fpeak more, left it talk or look like one of the ambitious faces of the time, who the more they paint, are the lefs themselves. Other Your Ladyship's true Honourer, BEN. JONSON. A 2 The PERSONS of the PLAY. SUBTLE, the Alchemist. DRUGGER, a Tobacco-man. TRIBULATION, a Paftor of Amfterdam, KASTRILL, the angry Boy. DA. PLIANT, his Sifter, a Widow, |