yellow jaundice Faces call'd the rich Are cur'd by these and Butter that 's unsalt By Fricacy doth remedy the fault Of filthy morphy'd skins Butter next grace Is eaten first eaten in the last place Then let not Hogens Mogeas only sing Bouter Bouter is good for any thing CHAP. XXVII Of CHEESE ALL Cheese is naught saith the Salernitan The Fresh is cold and grosse yet if a man Be not of constitution cold 't is good A tolerable but not commended food Old Cheese as is its Age is worse or better The tarter sort is hot and burnes a getter Of extreme thirst cals for the other Can Be it Holland Chedder or Parmizan Yet after meales a slender quantity Corroborates the stomacks mouth and by The sharpness of the Rennet doth remove All Nâ—â—sea from them who sweet meeâ—s love But scrap'd as Dr. Buttler order'd Cheese Who then a Buttler more can palat-please 'T is excellent against most Surfeits saving No Sugar spoil the Cambro-britan shaving Ha ha Caus Day yet our Arabians hold No Cheese is safe whether it be new or old It loads the stomack 's of digestion slow And if the Collick or the Stone you know Eat and be sick then leave 't if not too late Or if you 'l eat eat but a penny weight CHAP. XXVIII Of FISHES FIshes are like their Element and place Wherein they live both cold and moist a â—ace Of flegmatick Creatures yet they are meat which dry and cholerick temâ—eâ—s may well eat And those who would look smug or elâ—e snout-fair May take this liveâ—-cooling diâ—h for fare In fâ—â—vid seasons and in Climates hot Use them But if the Beâ—â—â— the helm hath got Or under Charles his seven-starr'd heavy Wâ—ne From this dull nourishment let them refraine And pituitous bodies must foâ—beaâ— Unless they like the Dropsie in the Reer The Sea-fish and of those they in Rocks dwell Are finer and in temperament excell Digest more easie and breed better blood Then the loose fry that shoal it in the Flood Yet in the stomack and the entrails they Being little viâ—cous make too long a stay Sweet River-fishes slimy and grosse diet Are glibbery and make egression quiet More nourishing then Sea-fish and of these Those which the current streams and gravel please And do abhorre annoyances of sinks Which spoil their channels with their loathsome stinks Are most delicious such as Pearch and â—â—out Your Mud-fish all incline you to the Gout But those delighting in sweet scowres refine Their squamy sides and clarifie their liue The Fiâ—â— of Lakes and Motes and stagnant ponds Remote from Sea or where no Spring commands And intermingling its refreshing waves Is Tench unto the Mote and Tenches saves And keeps them medical are of all sorts Lesse innocent unless some River courts The â—ullen Nymph and blending waters she Of a foul Mopsâ—'s made Leucothoe Her inmates otherwise like her self smell Tast of the Harbour that is scent not well Slow to digest alive they liv'd too close And dead they can't their native dulneâ—s lose Give me a Salmon who with * winged Fins 'Gainst tide and stream â—iâ—ks o're the fishing-gins Of locks and Hives and circling in a gyre His vâ—ulting coâ—â—s he leaps the basfled wyre Let Fish have room enough and their full play No liquor want not on a Fish-street day But they are all meat indigestible Creating thirst and spawn diseases well Take the lesse viscous gracile cleanly swimmer Smelling like Sâ—elts whose watry hutts are trimmer Then those of Pools and Ponds or where on weed Or nasty Alga and base hearbs they feed Salt Fish Can you with patience Brethren all Heare it of Salters and Fishmongers Hall Salt Fish is never good but on a day When you a vomit take and 't may not stay Charge uâ—on charge ten shillings cost to dine And hâ—â—f a Crown in Crocus and Squills Wine To cast it up again whose will adore My Arabian Doctors oâ— Sir Theodore Vomits nor lead I like the pendent bullet Shâ—ll never be the sweeper of my Gullet What I do eat I do intend to keep By exercise digest and little sleep But feed not like Sir Theodore for fear Vomit nor bullet your o're-charg'd stomack clear The Barrel Codd and courtly Pole of Ling Butter and Oyl marching in either wing And Rope-Canary on the Van and Reer Or Graves or Bourdeaux in a glass for Beer Bring on a Friday storm Arabians then * Cloudsly and * Ruckly are the better men The River Shell-fish and lesse Lobster-coats Crayfish and Crabbs that swim as those in boats Do row are in a Pthisis singular Boyled in milk o th' Beast of the long ear And for Consumptive persons made a Cale As much as * Colchis high fetch'd hearbs prevaile You have the Fish pray fall on if you will Madam the sauce shall not besowre the Bill CHAP. XXIX Of PULSE or GRAIN WE take our rise from Rice which we find dry â—th ' fourth and moderate hot iâ—h first degree Boyl'd in fair water 'gainst the Collick good They call the Windy but a noble food Boyl'd in the milk of Almonâ—s which doth lose Its â—â—iptick quality then Laâ—yes don't refuse The Candle-cup they bravely nourish Causâ—ng the blood and seminal vertue flourish If that their Ladiâ—â—ips will make a wash Againâ—t the Morphies Riâ—ie â—lower â—ash In â—ountain water and this cleanâ—ng grain Shall clarifie the skin and null the â—â—ain But you must â—â—riâ— it from its husk its Rind Is venemous and â—lee tâ—in any wine Or water â—ain i th' mouth it doth create Saith Avicen and will imposthumate Beans are of double sort or dry or green Those foâ— your Boâ—â— these for your Booâ—eâ— for-bâ—n The gâ—een i th' 〈◊〉 degree are moist and cold But cold and dry in the◠〈◊〉 height the old Bad nourishment anâ— filthy humors bâ—eed To a proverb â—â—â—ive Ladies take heed Beyonâ— th' excuse o th' Puâ—py they exceed Creates by vapours on the injuâ—'d brain Malignant dreams and our châ—stâ—â—e pâ—ofane The great white Bean in his minority Boyl'd in successive waters happily May be permitted loose their Windiness If boyld with Mint or Comine you them dress Both Flegmatick and Windy meat within But the Bean-floor is excellent for the skin Yet spight of Doctors and when all is done We will make bold with Pulse at Thorington And this stern Doctrine against Beans shall ne're Be held nor gain repute in Leicestershire Nor yet in Somerset where Odcombe bred Famous Tom Coriat Pudding and Bean fed Lentils saith Rasis are both cold and dry Of temper middle others so let 't be Bread melancholy blood lick up the juice Of succulent bodies spoil the visive use By drying qualities for Corpulent And persons flegmatick a cure present Us'd ofâ— saith Isaac fill with fumes the Brains And cause amazing dreams and capital pains Ciches are of two sorts one black one white The white is hot i' th' first degree that 's right And
nothing is so good As that which by its vertue cleers the blood It cures the worms i' th' belly not the head Not in a sheeps wherein a long ones bred Good for the stomack saith the Arab Rasis But Dioscorides the herb disgraces As to that vigor but commends its power For expediting off the bloody scower And though it hurts the early Embryo It doth provoke to that which * made it so Poppy is white and black of this doth come The high Nercotick dulling Opium The whites more candid and more laâ—dable This causeth sleep that death saith Pliny well Poppy both seed and leaves and heads are cold Stays Rheumes a cerebro Be not too bold However with 't unless it tempered be With good allays then t is a Remedy Not dangerous Beware best Lady still Of herbs that do some good but greater ill Of this is made rare Diacodium The wand of Mercury and Morpheus drum When sharp diseases and malignant Feavor Disturb your rest as I could wish it never A Poppy cawdle made with Almond-cream Shall bind the senses and incline to dream Parsley is hot i' th' second dry i' th' third Degree By it the stagnant urin's stirr'd And femal courses fixt do finde their way And the red tide obeys her Cynthia The seeds are hotter then the leaves or Root They open are abstersive and drive out Aeolian Blasts and stomack-tearing-toind And them expel at fore door or behind Iâ— is as helpful to the stone and gaines Credit upon the bladders grief and reins The cholick passion is appeas'd The doors The little doors 'o th body cal'd the Pores It opes by sweat and makes transpire such vapours As fume the house like ill extinguisht tapers It purifies the Liver made an oyl It cures the Morfâ—e and the speck'd skins soyl Boyled in Ale the roots and seeds have got A â—ame 'gainst poysons are an Antidote And for its common use there 's scarce a dish Without this sauce to your quaint Flesh or Fiâ—h Leeks or but leek with number singular E'ne which you like hot and dry temper'd are Rasis commendâ— and discommends the plant It is the Appetites friend to its provant But enemy to th' head which it doth pain And fills with dreams malignant the fum'd brain If that the Fountain of the Body's ill The head I mean let Leeks grow where they will Except on thy brest-plat But if you l ' need Upon this great Extenuator feed Eat them with Endives Purslane Lettuces Charge of a sallad will his heat appease Made in a Lohoc or a loch with Figs With Bdellium almonds tell me Dr Trigs Must they be blanch'd or no with liquorice A quantum sufficit in short R S. With candid sugar Ana and these all Boyl'd in a Balneo till Syrrupical Against Catarrhes and suffocating Rheumes And squinances a power it assumes Madam you 'l thinke I cant or little lack Of Iohn Pontaeus or an English Quack The Emperour Nero cal'd Parrophagus That 's Leek devourer eat them like a sus That 's like a swine which is the cause I think His memory unto this day doth stink Purslane is cold 'i th degree third and moyst In second For stomacks by much wine deboyst And high inflam'd is good and extream thirst Purslane will quench when if your belly burst With water 't will not slake and for your tooth Aking or edge the leaves are good forsooth The faemal fluxe and of Bile rubea Or any flux of blood the juice will stay If by a syringe you the same minister It cures the Matrix heats the Guts by Glister And Avicenna a new vertue starts That the leaves rub'd are med'cine 'gainst the Warts The Butchers 'gainst the Herb-wives seek relief And think that Purslane will put down raw beefe Radish is hot and dry a sauce of course Both that cal'd biting and that called horse Both heavy of digestion both excite Before and in the Meal the appetite The leaves are more digestive then the root Which is a vomit with some oxymel to 't It cuts the Flegme and by it's gravity Like cheese it make our victuals downward ply Water of Radish or horse radish Ale Is good for urine and provokes to stale But leaves a â—â—gou so distastful I Wish that my nose my palat were not nigh The root with Darnel meal and vineger Of wine de-â—â—anch blew and black speeks do's clear That mixt with salt saith Dioscorâ—des Will milk in dryed paps and teats increase Secundum artem ordered makes away For the descension of the menstrua And mixt with Vinegar hath good dispatch Against Hodontalgia or Tooth-ach And without Rasis or Hippocrates Rind on and off is eaten with green cheese Turnep saith Isaack 's moyst i' th' first degree And â—ot i' th' second a good quality Nature consists in hot and moyst We fall When fire licks up the humor Radical Then Turneps eat which though they ill digest Of Garden roots they are accounted best It makes the skin fair as it self and raises That Plimme and somewhat more and yet more praises For Spermatick recruits it gets they 'r all Good long the small or round which bears the ball The sheets or tender topps for Sallads use Boyled they do belye Asparagus The Commentator if he guesseth right Affirms they have a vertue good for sight And Pliny natures great Philosopher Saith boyld to frigid feet they heat confer I hold with Pliny and almost dare swear My foot a boyld Turnep will not bear But what saith Dioscorides alone A Turnep stamp'd is for Kib'd heels for-bone To made an Oven for the oyle of Roses To rost in Embers is the best of doses Then Turneps cry man East North West and South And when they 'r sold with wheelbarrow stop thy mouth Rue is both hot and dry i' th' third degree At its approach flys cold ventosity And clogging humors jogge it doth remove The sent from those Garlick and Onyons love The Herb like Sampier pickled helps the sight But so or not so eat spoiles Cupids fight In Pestilential times like these if you Do love your safety stuff your nose with Rue Who can deny what Pliny then attests The leaves in wine are Antidote o' th' best The water thrice distill'd the kidneys cleanse And send all sand incontinent from thence Sage is of temper hot and dry the School Salernitan concludes him for a fool That dyes with Sage in garden T is a herb Of vertue singular to a Proverb And in its name are high auspicia Healthful and soveraign that is * Salvia Let those who to Abortions subject are Make this same prudent herb their constant fare And what it doth post Partum for the next Consult Agrippas and Aetius text Good for the Matrix and its tenant naught For the person who that to lodge there brought And bridles natures itch Good for the Brains And head and senses which the head contains And how in Ale infus'd and brew'd we
moist i' th' middle site hard to digest Causing inflamation in the puffed breast Dilate the skin as 't were upon the wrack Eat horses then untill your bellies crack And look most fair and plump and round Fillet and Cascoines will lite and sound The black Ciche is more hot of moysture less Against obstructions of the Spâ—een redress And liver opilatioâ—s boyled best In horse reddish it raiseth milk supprest Vrine provoks and the Spermatick vein A great increase by this stout Pulse doth gain Wherefore to Stallions t is a generous food And makes them active for that noble brood Peases saith Arnoldus are not much unlike Wherefore some eat them bravely by the Strike Then Beans less windy nor so smoothly paâ—â— The ventricle lookin the Herbal glass Gerards and Iohnsons mirror and their Pease Will every longing eye that sees them please I have a friend that loves them had a Tutor Would eat three mess without a coadjutor Obedience therefore and affection move Not to dispraise what two such wise men love CHAP. XXX Of Herbs and Plants HElp Pauls-church-yard our Physick garden now And let Tredeskin no more simples shew Where simpling Girles and simpler Women stand To sell the gathered Herbage of the Land Medaea when she took her flight i' th' air Cull'd not so great ingredients nor so rare Hither Apothecaries hither hast Chi'rgians and Midwifes busie Quacks at last And decay'd gallants Lords of Lands are passant And Sequestred Divines buy up the grass out The Ewe sad Box and Cypress solemn trees Once Church-yard guests till burial rites did cease Give place to Sallads and confin'd Apollo Trades in these Plants that do hereafter follow Ladies secure your Noses for I bring Garlick my first high sented offering It's temper hot and dry whatsoere doth sent So strongly is of such a temperament It warms cold bodies hot anoys expells Wind and such vapors from the bodys cells It doth incite to lust an opener high And in a Tertian makes the cold fit flye A Lohoc that 's a Lambative of this Deserves a sanum expertum t is Rare against Coughs obstructions thick Extenuates and cuts ye but a lick Administred upon a liquorish stick For hotter Regions naught but where the Bear Rules t is a lusty nasty warming fare The Ploughmans Treacle and sole Antidote Let in the Patient cure him for a groat Its filthy Hogon is corrected thus Boâ—â—it t is not so odoriferus Lentills or Beans eat after it do lay The strong Mephitis Mints will take 't away But oh the proof of Mowers intrailes which Digest this Plant as well as Horses Cich Sorrel saith Rasis is both hot and dry Gerard doth say it cools undoubtedly Exasperates the stomack by which fight It moves it to a grateful appetite In Summer season a most delicate sauce In which the taste doth mightily rejoyce And us'd with many meats But when Saint Luke Appears once i' th' now un-red-letter'd book The salted leggs and springs of slaughter'd Swine With Sorrel sauce do make us rarely dine To those abound with yellow choler good And quencheth thirst especially that o' th' Wood If pâ—ssessed the inflamed blood retreats From pestilent Feavors Agues and all heats What vertue have the seeds if you do ask Drunk in red wine their good against the Lasâ— Now Montebancks English or 〈◊〉 de France Its juice old Avicen doth high advance And saith against the Tooth Ach t is as sure As any Causticks or your handkerchieff cure Diu's hot and dry saith Isaack refines Ventosities and Tumors stept in wines The top's of Dill dryd and decocted raise The candid flood i' th' via lacieas Cleansing and causing milk and doth remove Its windiness Nurses and Mothers love Provoketh urine is to sperm a friend And puts the mounting Hickets to an end So do the seeds smell 't to Hippocrates Confounds the Hicquets with a lusty sneeze For by that violent stomach-quake all meat That lay offensive there doth change its seat Sunned or boyld in oyl it mitigates Great pains and shuts up Morpheus heavy gates Allaying vapors that disturb the head And makes us take the other napp at bed No less affective is this precious Dill If boyld in wine against the Matrix ill It doth disperse those clouds with choak and smuther The uterm vault called but not making mother This Laus Rei hitherto now comes who 'd think could hurt its vitupexiums All humane good is mixt wherefore be wise Use not daily for it spoils the eyes Smallage or Garden Parsley or that which Delights in waters or the banks o' th' Ditch Is hot and dry but yet the little seed Above the leaves i' th' qualities exceed A mighty opener of obstructions tough And smooths the way o' th' ureters when rough Provokes that serious tide much more the root Boyld in a Broth doth put the bladder to 't The root or seeds in clysters help alone To evacuate if not contuse the stone It lays the torment of the guts which may Be done by Epsam-beer or else by Whey Most excellent in sauces and in broth Parsley and butter and the Table cloth Are half the charge of a Fish dinner so It is good and bad sauce the caveat know Then as in Ruartaines tis and Agues seen It opens Liver stoppages and spleen So to the Vintners most assiduous curses It will set open wide your Fish-day purses Amongst its mischiefs that and this shall lye It s very hurtful to the Epilepsie Which sickness is more dangerous of late To fall i' th' street or Tavern-fall i' th' State Or age or Oruch for both words do hold Are moyst in degree second in first cold A Kitchin Garden Herb for the pot chief But Boyld a Sallad bellies bound relief Nourish and Livers hot gently asswage And raw or sod allay a guttural rage Or inflammation in the throat withall The seeds in Meath drank cure th' Icterical Parsneps are of a Temper hot more dry Then moyst and nourish well not dainty A thicker blood create but yet not bad A root spermatick makes a Scotchman mad Inflative too correct them then with Pepper It is no Dulman no nor nimble leaper Out of the stomack but makes wholesome stay And for the Stagnant Vrine ridds the way Beets are of divers colours white black red According to their hues so tempered The white are moderately moist and hot A garden herb good for the pottage pot The red and black more hot abstersive all Because compound of nâ—troâ—s stuff and sal Whence their vertue Diergertick's sed To purge by its * Emunctory the head Good against sounds i' th' ear and the tooth ach And doth the Cupidinean locks unlach But oh the riot of the Roman Be et With such a Sallad their Grand Signior treat Rub up your noddles my brave English Cooks And make our red Beet that excells in looks Excel in taste what can't your wisdoms do With Oyl and Vinegar and Pepper too Make it an