God had no greater curse to lay upon the Israelites than by leading them
out of their own　country to live as slaves in a strange land. That which was
their curse, we Englishmen　count our chief blessedness; he is nobody that
hath not travelled; we had rather live as　slaves in another land, crouch and
cap, and be servile to every jealous Italian's and proud　Spaniard's humour
where we may neither speak, look, nor do anything but what pleaseth　them,
than live as freemen and lords in our own country.　He that is a traveller
must have the back of an ass to bear all, a tongue like the tail of a　dog to
flatter all, the mouth of a hog to eat what is set before him, the ear of a
merchant to hear all and say nothing...