A hermetical banquet, dressed By a spagyrical Cook: for the better Preservation of the microcosm.  
LONDON, Printed for Andrew Crook, and are to be sold at the Green Dragon in S. Paul's churchyard. 1652.   

TO THE RIGHT honourable ISACKE WAKE KNIGHT, ambassador extraordinary IN SAVOY AND PIEMONTE, ordinary FOR Italy HELVETIA AND RHETIA, SELECT FOR FRANCE, FOR HIS majesty OF GREAT BRITAIN, &c.  
Right honourable,  
'tIs our custom in England, on the birth Day of every Year, for the Tenant to lay down his Offering at the Altar of his Landlord; as an Oblation of his grateful Servitude.  
Ay, your lordship's Tenant, or rather, as the Anagram tells me, Natent, (confessing myself by your lordship's Solar Influence, Renated, and of a Vegetable, made vital) not to abrogate Custom, do here present my Offering, to manifest a strong desire of Gratitude, in the weakness of my Expressions.  
Our first Wishes upon this Day, is, for a merry new Year. What better Prologue to Mirth, than a Feast? That my Offering therefore may be the emblem of my Wishes, I have here presented your Lordship with an hermetical Banquet; wherein are such plenty of cordials, that I doubt not but it will make you heartily Merry.  
I have caused it to be dressed by spagyrical Cooks; partly to preserve your more Delicate Palate from the epidemical Nausea of galenical Potions, with these our hermetical and Bezoartick Delicacies. And partly, because I have always observed, in the Universalities of your lordship's Studies, a particular Genius much reflecting upon this Art, as the Key of nature's Cabinet.  
Expect not much honey in your Dishes; since like a Bee, shut up in the Winter Hive of my Quarantena, and unable to fly abroad and rob other men's Gardens, was constrained to make use of such as I had collected in the Summer of my Youth: where I fear your Lordship will find more Wax, than honey. I dance little after Method, because no Methodist. Neither do I labour to oppress your stomach with dogmatic Gravity.  
No, I consider we are at a Feast, and therefore prefer a Jest before an aphorism.  
How my Mirth will take, I know not, believe me it was meant well: though for want of other music I confess it is somewhat extravagant.  
I subscribe therefore to your Lordships more mature Judgement; which, like a celestial Influence, penetrates even the centre of inferior Actions.  
If it pass that Magellan, it may boldly, and with a full Sail plow through the Tempestuous Ocean of the Universe.  
'Tis your lordship's approbation then that must protect our weak B●rk. Your Colours only displayed, ban●sh all fears of Assaults, and make it {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}.  
Under which Banner, I desire to serve but as a common-soldier: that so hereafter by some bolder Attempt, I may manifest unto the World, how little I respect superficial Wounds, in the achievement of some better Title, thereby to be judged worthy of so Honourable a calling, as your Lordship hath graciously favoured me with, in making me  
Your lordship's Physician and most humbly Devoted Servant.   

Symposiates to his Sympotae.  
GEntlemen, I here place myself at the portal to bid you Welcome to an hermetical Banquet. Who comes by the common road of invitation, to me is ●east welcome. And those resolute ●parks which boldly open the Door with ● compliment, teaching good manners ●ow to temporise, believe me they shall ●e exalted two Ceremonies above the ●alt. Such Guest are always least trou●lesome; they never put their host to the expense of a Prologue; raw, or roasted, ●hey fall to their business; hunger brought ●hem to the Duel, and when that's over●ome they leave the Field. I could hear●ily wish that all my Guest were thus Courtlike. For so I also might have time to eat, whilst they bid themselves welcome. I dare not invite many Women, lest I quarrel with their lean manners before the second Course enter. Yet some I must have of necessity to help away with the sweetmeats. My Servant told me he had invited a knot of merry Gossips in the City, whose apern-strings itched to be here: but they sent me word that their Husbands told them it was to public a meeting, and therefore desired me to excuse them, and for my sake they would be merry at Home in private.  
The other Day, making use of an apothecaryes' ●hop for a breathing, place, In comes an old Galenist, sweating, and in choler ca●ls for some Rose vinegar: I out of charity, (fearing he might have been arrested by some {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}) began to fortify him with my younger arms, and asked him if he were not well. He saw I was a stranger, and therefore repaied my courtesy with a God reward ●ou Sir: and then told me he was a lit●le distempered with the sulphurous in●olencies of certain infernal Spirits which seized upon him, passing by the Hell door of a spagyrical cook's Shop, who, quoth he, hath infected the Air ●ven to the middle Region round about ●im, with those pharmakouticall Mine●alls, Paracelsian Fopperies which he is ●ow preparing to adorn a great Feast which his Master, jatrochimicus, cele●rates to morrow, calling it his Herme●icall Banquet. Here I suspected his quick sense would have seized upon me; my pockets at that infant being full of ●hose Bugbears: but as it happened he neither conceived me to be either an hermetic, Galenist, or indeed Physi●ian. With the better armed confidence ●herefore I told him, that the {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} of ●hat Feast was a cardiacal friend of mine; and had enjoined me upon the ●reach of Friendship not to be absent: ●ut to fill up his Feast with me and my friends: Therefore Sir, quoth I, tha● your nose may have satisfaction, you shall oblige me beyond the force of Ceremony, to make yourself my friend and {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, and accompany me thither to morrow, where, I can assure you, mirth shall supply the defect of a better welcome: the good old man more curious than hungry▪ assured me he would be there, were it but to taste of our new Cookery. If he come, Gentlemen, I shall entreat you to give him licence to abuse himself: for I know he will be very unmannerly, smelling to every Dish, like an Ape in a Hucksters Basket: nay, twenty to nothing but he so far loseth himself in this strange Land, that he forgets where he is, and in that Laethargy may dissuade you from eating. Which if he do, deprive him not of Ages attribute, which is, {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, Talkative: but let his tongue run-on, whilst your teeth follow. Your Palates shall here exercise in the variety of four Courses. And because I find how strong an Ascendent Curiosity gets hourly upon every man's Fantasy, I dare not dull your choice ears with those vulgar lowde-scraping motions which Time calls music; but in place thereof I have thought upon some merry Table talk, which may be more acceptable, in regard it is both extravagant, and ridiculous. Extravagant when ●oiz'd in the balance of our more seri●us wits: and ridiculous, to those whose infirm judgements cannot digest ●t. The judicious I know will not censure me, because we are here at a Feast, and not in the schools.  
Inter pocula non est disputandum. I fear none so much as the Women I have invited: who perchance will cry, Fie upon him, he speaks bawdy. If they ●e reasonable, They will pardon that, ●ecause I am a Physician. But if there ●e any amongst them unreasonable, I know no sweeter course, than to stop their mouths with Comfits.   

EPIGRAMMA AENIGMATICA TETRASTICHON MICROCOSMI auctoris BENEVOLO LECTORI.  
To please a World I never can,  
It being a Task too hard for Man.  
I'd please but One. So shall you see  
A World there will Contented be.   

A hermetical Banquet, &c. An anthropogeographical Grace before meat, wherein the microcosm is Hermetically analogized to the Sublunary and Elementary Globes.  
MAn was never better baptised than by the name {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}: for whatsoever the greater World contains, the like shall you find exquisitely expressed in this little World Man. So that Man is Natures {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} or mirror, wherein the Eye of Reason may compendiously contemplate on the great {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} his six Days Labour. There may you see the original of Miniature, where God (as his {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} or masterpiece) hath limbed the world's portrait in small.  
There may you read an epitome of his greater Volumes. So that, as one elegantly writes,  
Hominem à Deo post reliqua factum fuisse, ut Deus in ipso exprimeret, sub brevi quodam compendio, quicquid diffusè ante fecerat. So far do these two Worlds symbolize, that a double {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} cannot separate their Analogy.  
For the hermetics (whose Doctrine I follow) bring them both under this Duplicate, celestial and Elementary.  
The celestial part, as it hath reference to the Soul, I recommend to Theologists.  
M●dicus, non Sacerdos sum.  
The Elementary World by his proximity and contiguity embraceth a more near Sympathy with Man and therefore more agreeable and symbolical to our present Anatomy  
If any more critical, than judicial carp at my Dissection, let them know 'tis my first manual Operation: and perchance for want of Instruments answerable to my work▪ I may now and then cut a vein. Well, hit or miss, (Aud●ces Fortuna juv●t,) as I am none of those {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, so will I not proceed in their Method, who make their first Incision in the Abdomen, and so orderly penetrate the Membranes Investing the parts dedicated to nutrition. But to show that I am a pupil to Paracelsus, who they call {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, I will make a Paraphrontick {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} and with his {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} I strike first at the Elementary World, the which I cut, alla reverso, into two parts, Superior and inferior: allowing the Superior part, the Elements of Fire and Aer for his Portion: to the inferior I allot the remnant, Water and Earth.  
That this separation may connect our Analogy, I strike again at this little World Man: where laying aside all human respect, I divide the Head from the Shoulders (not coming near the Bowels, lest I should raise some {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} which might inanimate my Spectators to a future Audience) and the Head I symbolise with the Elementary upper Regions, 
Exhalatio sterquilina.  Fire and Aer: where we see far more Prodigious lights than any the Elementary Regions could ever produce. What Heart is not sensible of two blazing Stars, whose Influences present us hourly with multitudes of amazing varieties? Those when they appear in a Serene and Clowdlesse Aer, do they not penetrate with their Astrophorus Rays the centre of this Earth Man, accending therein a vestal Fire in that ●ittle point, the Heart?  
Do they not (sicut radius ille fulmineus, ●orio non laeso dissolvit in eo metallum) often melt the Heart, leaving the skin unschorched?  
Do they not with their motion, like the Sun, cause Spring and Fall in this little World Man?  
Do they not, when in a bad Aspect, make their Catoblepick Rays instruments of Murder?  
Do they not in their Exaltations, like some prodigious Comet, threaten strong Insurrections, Amorous frenzies, Philogynies, mutual embraces, ecstasies, Cardialgies, Syncopens, symptomatical sweats, {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, and the like▪ What Diogenes? what Socrates? what {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} can resist those {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, when like {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, they appear in their Zenith?  
Mark how, like Straws, every Heart leaps to their Amber Influence!  
How▪ with the North Star, they make every man's vertical Needle dance after their magnetical Influence.  
In this superior Region likewise, the Head, have we not that Ignem Fatuam, Opinion, which leads so many men a woolgathering▪ in the dark Night of Philautia: until being over fooled and mislead by that false light, Confidence, they tumble at last into a {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} Ditch?  
Have we not here those erratic Spirits▪ Hobgoblins, {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, which fright so many out of their wits?  
Are not here those Platonical Genii, good and bad, which govern every man's affairs, giving him either a grateful applause in his public actions, or a neglected scorn in all his proceedings?  
To the inferior Regions of the Elementary World, the vital, and parts are serviceable to Nutrition, are (by the hermetics) analogized.  
For as in the entrails of the Earth (partly the exhaling virtue of the sun's rays, partly by astral Influences, as also by a proper and inbread heat of the Earth) many variable Species of Exhalations and vapours are excited which are the Essence of so many mixed and imperfect Bodies there generated, such as are those diversities of Sulphurs, mineral salts, bitumen, mercurial humidities, &c.  
So likewise in this Terrene Globe Man, we find no less variety generated: Here being Saccharine salts▪ Nutritive.  
Nitrous, Amare, and Acute salts, Purgative, and Abstersive.  
Salts Marine, which are balsamical, and Conservative.  
Aluminous and Pontic, which are Stegnoticall, Stypticall, and Corroborating the Retentive faculties.  
And lastly Acide, Vitriolate and Esurine Salts, which Concoct, Distribute, and excite appetite.  
There is likewise found in this microcosm as many Species of bitumen, Napthae, Resinarum, Pinguedinarum, Lachrymarum, Gummi, and such like sorts of Sulphurs, as there are of the forementioned Salts: and those likewise produce effects answerable unto their qualities.  
For there is one sort of Sulphur which is Odoriferous and Fragrant; Recreating and Renovative.  
An other Faetide, Narcoticall, and Stupefactive.  
A third Hypnoticall, Papaverine, and Somniferous.  
A fourth Anodinous.  
A fifth Septicall, arsenical, and Pestiferous.  
And the sixt cardiacal, vital, and Salutiferous.  
Here to Illuminate these two Worlds Analogies, with more eminent Demonstrations: the Veins and Arteries, are they not so many Rivers, dispersed through the whole Continent, lending in their motion, to every part their proper Aliment and desired Moisture? and do they not likewise Imboak and evacuate their superabounding Humidities into the Ocean of the Bladder? Which Bladder Ocean hath it not his Flux and Reflux, observing his tides for high and low Water? And do you not see his Channels often so obstructed with the Sands and gravel of this Sea▪ that the Water is denied his natural passage? Is not this Sea-water, Salt and brackish? whose Virtus lapidescens, doth it not hourly produce innumerable species of Stones and Lapidary Vegetables whose Forms and Colours are no less variable than their number● some being red and Coralline. Others less compact whose Rare and spongy bodies emulate the Pumice; Others again so vast, solid ragged, and misshappen that they appear so many Rocks threatening wrack to man's weak Back.  
To give yet a greater light to these our analogical Instances, 'tis requisite that I run over my first draught with more lively and per●picuous shadows lest that some of my Guests to ease their Doubts▪ should consult with some Dogmatist, and he abuse truth, by the strength of his methodical Ignorance.  
The chief point therefore which will oppose your Common sense (at having long since staggered galenical Philosophy and made them almost reel out of their Method) is those Sulphurs, bitumen, Vitriolated Salts, mercurial liquours, Muscilaginous Tartars, and such like, which hermetics so rationally demonstrate to be generated in our microcosm.  
Here you must expect but a lean satisfaction, if you take counsel of a Galenist. For they will allow man to be {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, an epitome of the greater World: but the symbolizations which must add perfection to the Analogy they invidiously renege.  
Ask them why? and they answer, that they are dissonant to Galen's Principles: and that they never found more in Man than the four humours Blood, Choler, Phlegma, and Melancholia.  
This is just an answer given in Method. Good Methodist, why do you not as well blot out Cassia, Tamarindi, Mechiocan, Gutta Gamandra Zalappa, and many other Neotericall and exotic cathartics, forth from your modern Dispensatories, since your two great Masters, Hipocrates and Galen never knew any of them?  
Obstinacy joined with Ignorance makes your errors impardonable. Lay aside but a while those Immense Volumes and {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} on Hippocrates, Galen, Avicen, Rhasi; Averrhoes, Aetius, &c. Cast away your Nauseous Potions, Infusions, Decocts, Apozemes, and such like Antistomatica: then put on an apron and enter into our spagyrical kitchen: blush not to be Ignorant, but let your patience view our Fermentations, putrefactions, Distillations, Rectifications, Cohobations, Circulations, Calcinations, Sublimations, Reverberations, Solutions, Precipitations, Coagulations, Filtrations, and such like enucleating Preparations: there you shall see Nature out of her smock, and in that nakedness, her secrets so far laid open, that you will admire her modesty blusheth not.  
There shall you see the soul of every Vegetable separated from its Terrestriety.  
You shall see opium open itself against you all, and declare his Innocency of that excessive coldness, which you falsely attach him withal: protesting he was never yet guilty of any cold distemper, but always sleeping in the fulginious Cradle of a hot Narcotick Sulphur.  
Their you shall find that {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} have their Prerogatives from a Nitious and Cathartick Salt.  
That medicamenta adstringentia and {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} receive their qualities from a Stegnotick, Pontic, and Aluminous Salt.  

Attenuantia Incidentia. Aperientia.  That {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} operate by virtue of their Tartareous and Vitriolated Salts.  
That Dolorem sedantia, are such by reason of their Anodynous and Paregoricall sulphurs with which they abound. That {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, and {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, do renovate and reunite s●lutionem unitatis, from the benignity of their balsamical Sulphurs and Sarcotick Mumm●'s.  
And l●stl● that {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, and {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}▪ do but execute the Tyranny of their Septick and arsenical Salts.  
Here you shall quickly learn to correct your Father Galen's error, where speaking de Sopore, Apoplexia, and Epilepsia, he a little too confidently saith,  

Galen. lib. 4 de loc. affect.  Horum trium morborum, frigiditas, ac crassus aut omnino viscidus humour causa est.  
Which positive assertion▪ he makes more erroneous by an apoplectical instance, where he opposeth both modern experience, and violates all peripatetical Philosophy labouring to prove all Apoplexies to be generated ex crasso & viscido humour.  
Quod cito generentur, & solvantur. Quod cito generetur, that argueth rather the cause to be ex vaporibus & exhalationibus spirituosis: humour enim Crassus non potest non aliquo temporis intervallo in Cerebro a●gregari.  
Then, that Apoplexia nunquam confestim solvitur, sed aegerrime potius, I subscribe to the experience of any Apothecary's Boy.  
No: when you have learned perfectly to Anatomize and enucleare the humours in our microcosm, than you will tell Galen that ejusmodi vapores aut halitus, qui vertiginem inducunt, ex Resinosis, Tartareis, aut Sulphureis, in Ventriculo, aliove viscere contentis: vel ex unctuosiore magis Sulphurea Sanguinis substantia▪ promanare: quae secum Tincturam, aliquando, nigrae Fuliginis, admodum ad tingendum & denigrandum efficacem, convehunt, citra tamen acrimoniam ullam; unde Scotomia oritur.  
That Paralysis, and Apoplexia, do not proceed ex simplici frigiditate & crassitic, sed ex acerbitate, stipticitate, & acetositate Spiritus Vitrioli, Sulphuris, vel Salis in Cerebro conglaciato. And from the constriction and coarctation of those Acide and Vitriolated spirits, ariseth those monentary and precipitate apoplectical Paroxysms. And when that Vitriolated Ice, either by force of nature, or help of art, dissolveth, and falls by the Spondyls into the Spinall marrow (nervorum propago) there, by its Acidity, Stipticity, Mordacity, and Acrimony, vellicating, stupifying and consopiating those tender-feeling parts, are procreated those paralytical Symptoms, (stupores & indormitiones membrorum) as infallible {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} to a future palsy. And lastly you shall find that epileptical Paroxysms are not produced ex humour simpliciter frigido & crasso, qualis creditur esse Pituita. For by this argument all Hydrocephali, and by consequence all Children, whose Brains swim in the Deluge of phlegmatical humidities, should inherit this Disease as Hereditary.  
'Tis true, that Children are most proclive to this evil (whence Auicenna calls it morbum Puerilem) yet not all; though none are free from that superfluity of Pituitous excrements. But 'tis when the Mother or {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} have ill disposed Milk; or when the Infant is infirm and cannot digest the Milk received, where it corrupts and sours in the Ventricle; which corruption degenerates into an eruginous, virid, and Vitriolated virulency (ut ex eorum rejectionibus ac vomitibus hujusce coloris videre est) whence are rendered those fearful accidents of that more horrid Malady. And this Hipocrates makes more authentic, where his Oracle prognosticates your galenical error in this aphorism.  
Comitiales Melancholici facile fiant & Melancholici Comitiales.  
Though I presume he never suspected such complexions to abound with acide and Vitriolated humours.  
Come! let us to work then: and let not your Lady hands make any conscience in picking the collier's Purse. Off with arts epidemical delicacies, and learn first to make glass malleable with the Fat of your mother's entrails. And then our Freshmans first operation (the Sublimation of Wine) shall be my instance, to prove that the veins of man's little Earth do flow with Minerals and Semiminerals, no less than those of the greater world's Earth.  
Whilst our Coals are kindling therefore let us sit down, and rub up our Sophistry a little, that the World may see, per Artem Spagiricam, we can rectify errors, by the Circulation of reason, and the Cohobation of Experience.  
Reason therefore thus disputes.  
Si magna est ejusmodi Vitriolarum, Mercurialium, Sulphuriarum, Salium copia in multis Vegetabilibus quibus nutrimur, & ex quibus elaboratur Sanguis: sequitur ut similibus inquinatur Sanguis.  
said in Vino, Cerevisia, Pomatio, Pyratio, &c. ejusmodi Sulphura & Salia reperiuntur. Ergo.  
Your tutor Galen I know hath taught you to say nego minorem. Your own experience too perchance (in the Sublimation of so many Qua●t Pots) can confute me who in none of those liquors could ever see or taste any such imaginary Salts.  
Yet methinks I overhear a secret confession acknowledge that in many Wines which have past a trial of Fire, you have often found store of Saccharine Salts  
Sweet Sir be not then so glucupricontically obstinate: but let's to work, and make the alembic our moderator. I will give you an instance in a cup of Claret, to excite alacrity in our operations, and to extract your errors out of your own Element. In this distillation your dullest sense shall feel the truth of our argument and you shall see in this enucleation of Wine both Vitriolated, Nitrosulphureous, and Tartareous Salts; which demonstrated, Consequence shall force your belief to acknowledge the same in our blood.  
By the way I desire you to be patient and stir not, lest we break Glasses: for this operation is very phlegmatic; and your Choler may alter our degree of heat, and so produce an Empyreuma in our Aquavitae. Stand quietly therefore with expectation (like a Spaniard at the siege of a Piazz●) and presently your error shall evaporate, and both our opinions shall dance together in a Limbeck. Mark therefore how true an Analogy there is between Wine and man's blood and then tell me whether hermetics nurse any Opinions but what are legitimate to reason.  
From Wine, therefore, we first Sublimate the Aquavitae, by a temperate heat in Balneo.  
From blood, by the same soft natural heat of the heart, is separated the Aquavitae also, Spiritus vitalis.  
Again from Aquavitae, by Rectification and Circulation, we extract the Spirits of Wine, a part more aethereal and essential than Aquavitae, a drop whereof let fall, ●stius in auram evanescat, quam in terram delabatur. So from the Aquavitae or vital Spirits of the blood, by Rectification and Circulation in the natural Balneo Maris of the Brain are produced the animal Spirits, the which likewise in subtlety and pureness do infinitely excel the vital.  
In these preparations, remain great quantity of unprofitable phlegm.  
And is not the same in blood?  
After the Separation of the spirits and Phlegma from Wine, there remains store of dregs which abound with Sulphur, Nitre, and Tartar.  
The like shall you discover in the distillation of blood, where Choler doth aptly symbolise with those Faeces, that being Nitrosulphureous.  
Of the Dregs of Wine is made Vinegar, whose Pontic and Acide Taste doth wholly resemble natural Melancholy, which subsides in the blood, and from whence nature supplies the kitchen of her stomach with Vinegar, her Cook using no other sauce to excite appetite.  
In the distillation of Vinegar likewise their remains a Tartareous Sediment, so sharp, black, and acrimonious, (the major part being a Vitriolated Salt) that dissolve the least quantity of it in a competent part of Water, and it instantly inquinats the whole mass, making it Acide like Vinegar.  
And this is likewise seen in the blood; for those black dregs of Vinegar, correspond unto black Choler or Melancholy Adust as you falsely call it: for it is not such, from any Adustion, as you dream; but from the separation of the mercurial, from their Sulphureous parts; by whose permixtion, before it was made temperate, those Corrosive Salts being as it were lulled asleep in mercurial Humidityes: which is evidently seen in Culinary Vinegar, whose mercurial Phlegma not separated is edible and useful: but those humidityes by ebullition once evaporated, his Salts like drowned flies sensible of heat, begin to actuate, as your Tongue may taste and testify.  
'Tis evident therefore, Adustion cannot produce such Acrimonies: for give Common Water, or the Phlegma of Wine, all the ebullitions and re ebullitions you can, they shall never be brought to this Acrimony which you call Adustion, because they are destitute of those Vitriolated and Nitrosulphureous Salts.  
What you find in this Anatomy of Wine, the very same is likewise in cider, Perry, and Beer: and not our Drinks only, but all our nourishment, be it of Vegetables or Animals, abounds with those Sulphurs and Salts.  
How then shall the blood escape from their infection? your own Master tells you talem esse Sanguinem, quale Nutrimentum.  
Let an ingenuous confession then couch ●his erroneous Cataract; and so without ●ading your Nose with Ages glasen optics, you may perspicuously discover the grossness of your methodical errors, which envidious Ignorance would never yet suffer to be brought to the Copella of Examination.  
Then armed with Truth, you may boldly bring hither many a ridiculous Page of Galen's to supply the defect of charta Emporetica.  
I will not here discover any, lest Imitating the Sons of Noah, I detect paternal nakedness.  
No! but rather with reverence I adore the Divine Oracle of Hipocrates: acknowledg●ing Galen to be our {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}! and admiring their sedulity and Infinite labours in laying the first Foundation of {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} his Temple; tha● future Ages by their examples might dayl● add a Stone to their Architecture, tha● so with time it might glory in Perfe●ction.  
Those good old men are not to be co●●temned, or neglected, because their first Prin●ciples have past the alembic of so ma● Brains, that now all excrementitious hypo●stasis is separated, and they truly rectifie● But as Hipocrates answers for all, sa●●ing,  
Medicinam non ●am assecutam esse pe●●fectionem, cui nihil addi possit: sed in qua semper, vel aliquid modo reprenhendi, modo corrigi, modo addisci queat.  
So to his ingenuous confession, I adjoin this Absolution.  
Facilius est inventis addere, quam ea primum excogitare.  
Here methinks I see some Vitriolated stomachs, look sharply one upon another, and with a whispering murmur invite a Departure, saying that neither the Feasts of Apicius, Vitellius, or Heliogabalus, were thus long in preparation.  
Have Patience Sirs, and know that I have invited a World: whom I purpose to entertain with a banquet, not to satiate as those of Vitellius and Heliogabalus, who ex sacrorum ●iscium jecinoribus, Muraenarum lacte, Phasianorum ac Pavonum cerebellis, Phaenicopterorum, Pavonum & Lusciniarum linguis, atque●d genus inauditis ac inusitatis, maximorumque sumptuum eduliis parata atque confecta, illorum Mensae replebantur.  
No! to those Feasts I recommend Cleonenes, Lacydes, Q. Ennius, Dionysius Minor, Mycerinus, Timocreon, Rhodius, Bonosus, Val. Aurelianus Imp. Mutonius, Philoxenes, Meanthus, and the like Gluttonous Idolaters of ●●at loathsome Goddess Intemperance.  
Here you must enter i●to the Athenian and Lacedaemonian schools of Temperance, where Zeno, Aristippus, Socrates, Epaminondas, Cato, Cicero, and such like sober guest, shall persuade you to a temperate Diet.  
Yet will I not confine you to the strict Laws of Solon and Lycurgus, and so present you only with galenical salads.  
No, your Temperance shall here consist in delicacies: We will be prodigal, yet Sparing: Your stomachs shall be italianated with puoco●e buona▪ little dishes but great nourishers: famish the Eye▪ but satisfy Nature.  
For here every Dish shall be so Spagirically dressed, and Essentially ordered, that every man shall depart hungry, yet fully satisfied.  
My Cooks do not like Galen's set all boiling as soon as the Pot is over the Fire; So we might Operam & Oleum perdere, all our Fat might be quickly in the Fire.  
No, as our physic, so are our Fires, Na●turall and Temperate, the which must be served with Time and phlegm.  
I here therefo●e follow the old Custom o●England: when Guests are invited and the Cook somewhat tedious, the Symposiastes o● Patron of the Feast, with merry Tales an● winning discourse labours to beguile time, an● ease the expectation of his hungry Guest.  
As near as I could therefore I have given you exercise before meat, proper for the Aliment provided for you in my Banquet: and between every Course I shall interlard your lean Dishes with wholesome though ridicuculous Mirth.  
And my chiefest care shall be not to present any Dish that shall either be nauseous or unsavoury: but all such as may answer the Delicacy of your most delicate Palates.  
My anthropogeographical map, dividing our microcosm into four parts, I allow every Part his preservative, and from thence make four Courses.  
The first Course is stomatical, the second cephalical, the third hepatical, and the last cardiacal.  
Now then as soon as you please, wash and fall to: and to imitate mine Host, be merry, for you are welcome Gentlemen.  

THE FIRST COURSE stomatical.  
THe reason why I begin with the stomatical part of the microcosm, is, because we are at a Feast. And indeed such a Feast where every one shall find Appetite in his Dish.  
This Part being likewise our cook's judgement Hall (where Pallatus sitteth aloft as Judge, and Appetitus his Baylieff under him, summoning every Dish to his trial) 'tis requisite that we here first make our Examination before we fall to Execution.  
Besides as it is the microcosms kitchen, it must of necessity be first supplied, since the whole World is nourished by his Alms.  
The stomach also is the physicians best almanac by which he prognosticates what weather is likely to ensue, and what alterations are to be expected from the middle Region of the microcosm. 'Tis necessary therefore that we first look into that: for when we have discovered his indispositions and distempers, we shall the better learn how to preserve the whole microcosm.  
Every one therefore which is careful of his best Treasure, Health, must first reflect upon this Part, as the little world's Nurse, which duly sendeth her Milk by the mesenterics, unto every Part.  
If this our Nurse therefore have by disorder, or bad Diet, her Milk or Chylus inquinated, how can the other Parts her Children expect health from such corruptible Nourishment?  
Primae enim concoctionis error, in Secundo non corrigitur.  
Such as the Devil is, such is his Broth: and from sour Cream we must not expect sweet Butter.  
That my Guests therefore may not sit picking their Teeth for want of appetite, I will here give you a Catalogue of those Principles which Nature presented unto that great monarch of the microcosm (when she first established him in his Dominions) to the end he might enjoy a peaceable and quiet Reign.  
And as near as I can I will deliver them verbally as I found them (in my travels through the stomatical Territories) ingraved in every Portall of the Prime governors, and prophylactic of those Parts. And they are these, 

1. Never oppress the stomach with such Satiety, that it may produce either nauseam, or Crudityes.  
2. Oblige not the stomach to any determinate hours of eating or drinking: for your worldly affairs will often give a Diversion to those Puntilii, misplacing the Gnomon of your Appetites horologue either more backward, or more forward.  
3. But if possible, Famem cibus, sitim potus expectet. When Hunger begs▪ be Charitable and feed her. And if thirst put a dry jest upon you, answer her as Inns of Court Gentlemen do scholars, and drink to her.  

4. Nitrosulphureous stomachs, let their drink exceed their meat: as of mercurial and Tartareous, the Contrary.  
Let all overmoist, unctuous▪ and viscous Aliments, which by relaxation debilitate, be reserved for Watermen as a nourishment suitable to their Exercise.   
5. Do not challenge Nature to the duel of hard Digestions: lest finding you raw Spirited▪ and no g●eat stomach to the quarrel, She, unable to digest such affronts, make you confess your own weakness, and so leave you.  
6. All Flatulent meats you shall recommend to mariners and shipboys, whose windy re●uctancies may help in a Calm to fill the main Sheet. From my Banquet likewise I banish all such meats, as Guest too turbulent and rebellious: since we here desire Mirth and not Blows.  
7. Let not Judge Pallatus be corrupted with rich Presents of Fish or Fruits; and advertise your Baylieff Appetitus, not to be bribed by the delicacy of their tastes, and bid the great Porter your Mouth that he stand not gaping on the Dishes whilst the Fish leap in: for believe me this may ruin the whole republic.  
8. If any one have a sweet-Tooth, let him lick it with a sour Tongue: for, meats exactly sweet, must always be allayed with some Acide Corrective, and made dolce picanti, otherwise they are not edible.  
9 Let the Body have his Exercise, before the stomach his Collation: and let Nature evacuate her Superfluities before either.  
10. At Table, be sure that your Teeth labour like so many galley slaves, keeping true stroke with the Hand. For Mastication is of many esteemed the first Concoction: and none will deny but that 'tis Natural-heats best Agent; for meats well masticated, are half digested.  
11. Of Drinks, Claret (whose ruby Tincture, emulating the blush of Aurora, allures more Souls to the courts of Bacchus, than he hath stools to entertain them) is the stomachs best favourite.  
12. Be not fearful at any time of a second Deluge, and so make your stomach Noah's Ark▪ tumbling in at one Past promiscuously all sorts of creatures, as beef, Mutton, Lamb, Pigs, Capons, Chicken, Pheasants, Larks, &c. Why the confusion of Babel was not greater. Do but Imagine what a horrid encounter this is to weak Nature, when she finds a Chaos of Imperfect bodies brought into her Operatory, there to be digested, united, made homogenial, and assimulated into a perfect Body. Why hoc contra naturam Opus est! Nature must prepare new Vessels for this Operation; for she fears the Old will crack and the Fire go out.    
Me thinks I see her so puzzled in this work, that faint sweats water her Temples; and her Lungs, with overblowing to preserve so weak a heat under her overcharged alembic, begin to double their motion: she grows dull and febrish▪ so that at last, with a drowsy Lassitude, her Lamps being almost out, not able to hold up any longer, let's fall her tongues, commits all to Fortune, and sleeps. Believe me in these disorders you screw Nature to the Zenith of ●er Patience. And who ever makes his Teeth guilty of such massacres, violates her Laws so far▪ that at last she will give him over as an Arch heretic. When occasion therefore shall tempt you with such varieties, let them serve only as a Perspective to the optics: let your Eyes feed on all; but let Appetite satisfy itself with some one Dish most sympatical to your stomach and obedient to Digestion. For in one Dish fear it not, but you shall meet variety enough to keep all nature's Cooks in Exercise.  
Yet if any one have a Caprizzious Palate, that will dance after his own Pipe and contemns the Regular music of dietetical Method, Yet at least let him keep some Homogenity in his choice, nam dissimilia quae sunt seditionem movent: and withal let him be sure to take Temperantia for his Maid Marrian to make up the Dance.  
This Lady Intemperantia is Prologue to all Maladies; who with the sweet Oratory of her bewitching Delicacies, wins our Audience to an ensuing Tragedy.  
She is like Adam's Apple, pleasant, and though the Devil were Cook down it must.  
She labours to make every Man sell nature's Portion for a Mess of Pottage. Health, as our good Genius, is vigilant in our preservation; but she negligent of her Graces, hath invented that loathsome Rack of Gluttony to Martyr us.  
'Tis now a Vice too general: and no Man but is ambitious to hear his Table groan under the burden of Plenty.  
But stay! I have almost leapt out of a Limbeck into a Pulpit. Pardon me Sirs: for if I preach, 'tis not for a Benefice: a fat Goose will content me. Neither do I rail at Intemperance to make you partial to my Dishes: No, fall to on God's name, and spare nothing that either Palate or Appetite shall point at. For here you have licence to embrace Variety, it being all homogenial. Eat therefore and welcome; remembering that your last morsel be as a Ligature whose Stegnotick▪ and styptic virtue may incatenate natural Heat within the purse of the stomach, by an exact closure of his upper Orifice.  
For which effect, I recommend a Box of Marmalade to your use. Or this, 

℞. Conser. rosar.  
Diacydon. an. ℥ j. ss.  
Sem. Coriand. prae. ʒj.  
Salis perlar.  
Salis corallor. an. ℈ j.  
Spir. rosar. gut. vi.  
Fiat Electuar. s.a.  
℞. Rob de ribs. ℥ j.  
Sal. Coral. prae. ℈ j.  
essentiar. masticis.  
Cinamomi an. g. iij..  
Cum Syr. Corallor. q.s. misce.    
Or which excels all, after meals you may eat a piece of our Spagir●call Sugar of Roses (for the preparation thereof I recommend you to our spagyrical kitchen) whose corroborating virtue, (which is no less cephalical and cardiacal, as stomatical) I will defer to the Encomium of your Future Experience.  
The Vulgar may in these necessities content themselves with a roasted Pear or a Medlar: It were a Sin to cast Pearls amongst Swine.  
lest my Banquet should seem a Vision or Dream, out of which you remain little satisfied, I have here dished out in Catalogues, as well what is grateful as offensive to the stomach: that every man may the better avoid the abortive meats of Ignorance. I desire you therefore to put them up in your Hankerchers in place of Comfits, and carry them home to your Children.  
Things corroborating and acceptable to a weak stomach distempered by heat.  

Marmalade.  
Cons. of red Ros.  
currants.  
Cichory roots condit.  
coral.  
Medlars.  
Strawberryes.  
Sorrell.   

Pomegranates.  
Pears baked, or roasted.  
Melons.  
mulberries.  
ribs.  
Barberryes.  
sour cherries.  
oranges.  
Lemons.   

Compounds.  
Elect. de Sorbis.  
Elect. de bac. Myrt.  
Diarrhod. Ab.  
Diatrion. Santal.   
And all such things whose acide and styptic tastes are united by a temperate mixture.  
Things corroborating and acceptable to a weak stomach distempered by access of Cold and Moisture. Cal. arom.  

mastic  
Mints.  
Sage  
Capers  
Sampire  
wormwood.  
Fennell.  
Cinamomum.  
Rad. Cyper.  
Nepita.  
Rosemary  
Junip. ber.  
Caroway.  
Anise.  
fennellseed.  
Wood of Aloes.  
Galingall.  
Zedoaria,  
Thymus.  
Calamint.  
Cubeb●.  
Synap.  
Zinzib.  
Nuc. mosc.  
Maceres.  
Garyoph.  
Piper.  
Cardamom.  
Satureia.  
Serpillum.   

Composita.  
Aromat. rosat..  
Dianisum.  
Diacyminum.  
Diazinzib.  
Elect. de Citr.  
Rosat. nou.  
Diagalanga.  
Diaxylaloes.  
Diacynamom.  
Diatrionpip.  
Elec. ex bac. lau.  
Diaspoliticum.   
The stomach hath many particular enemies, whom he abhors with that detested Nauseo, that when he finds them in his kitchen, he is never well till he hath frighted them out with hot Water. And those are 

galenical potions.  
Raw Onions.  
Radishes.  
Old Nuts.  
Rochetts.  
Garlick.  
Cucumbers.  
Fat meats.  
All cold things.  
Green sour fruits  
Brains.  
Much use of Oil.  
Pompions.  
Blites.  
Orage.  
coleworts.  
Hellebor.  
Lap. lazul.  
Aloes unwashed.  
Scamon. ill praep.  
Salt Fish.  
Butter.  
Cream.  
Legumin. non excort.    
But stay! methinks there is a Crust of Galen's brown bread leapt into your Broth Gentlemen! Pray let it lie since 'tis in; for it must (like an artificial Velvet mole in fair Faces) give our Bread the greater lustre  
Good Galen! was there never a Searce maker in your days▪ to teach you how to separate the unprofitable Bran from the Flower, but you must needs choke your Patients with brown Bread-Cawdles. What policy drew you into the Method of making Remedies more malign than the Disease.  
But alas good old Man, he is no whit culpable since nihil perfectionem in principio gaudet. He left the Embryo of his Labours for future Ages to perfect and preserve from abortment. He gave us the first, and true Design of Health, and left us the Scizza. hermetics they have wrought it to Life, adorning it with the natural Colours, Tinctures, and Spirits themselves: so that their Industry hath made them so excellent in this Art of Painting, that had they but such a copy of the Soul, I think they would ease Nature, and make her Creatures for her.  
I would gladly understand then why our Neotericall Dogmatists do not endeavour to perfect this design of their Masters: or at least why they will not take a Coal in Hand, and add a shadow to the perfection of his Scizza.  
No, by no means their hands shall not be guilty of our venomous minerals.  
They dare not enter into the Hell of our Laboratory for fear the Spirits fly about their Fars. They say we preach new Doctrine, and labour to silence us; minerals they all disclaim as venomous yet all their principal Antidotes are infected with them.  
Who doubts of this let him examine Merepsus his Book de Antidotis (where he hath selected the choicest and most authentic compositions of all the select Band of Galenists) there you shall find more than a hundred Antidotes whose Basis and principal ingredients are either minerals or Semi minerals, and those crude and unprepared. There in Antidoto persicae Pauli, you shall see both crude Sulphur, and five drams of unpraepared arsenic, which I suppose he intended for an {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}. In Antidoto. cap. 303. Musae Apollionio adscripta the same arsenic is embraced as a principal Ingredient. Dioscorides likewise, doth he not prescribe a dram of raw vitriol mixed with honey as a prime Secret against those Ascarides, and for such whose wanton Palate hath oppressed Nature with venomous Fungi? In that Divine Panacea, that so admired Chaos of drugs, Theriaca, is not Calcitis an Ingredient? In Mirepsus his Mithridate is not calcined Lead called in as one of the Jury? Are not Lapis Lazulus and Lap. Armenus, two of your Familiar Spirits against Melancholy.  
Again they say minerals are too violent in their Operations. Let them look well into their Vegetables, and then tell me if Tithimalus, Thapsia, Helleb. alb. & nig. Pityusa, Elatorium, Colocynthis, Turpetum, Bryonia, Scammonium, Thymelaea, Chamelaea, Cyclaminus, &c. Do not emulate the violence of the most tyrannical mineral, torturing every Nerve on the Rack of Convulsions.  
Here I lose myself in admiration to see so many famous physicians of our Times lie puzzling in the Dust of Ignorance; where losing their Eyes they lie groping in the dunghill of their Drugs, whilst the hermetics pick out the Pearls.  
They see that every man's stomach riseth against their physic; and yet they will still persecute poor Nature, ●oftner frighting than curing Diseases.  
Go to a Methodist, tell him your stomach is debillitated by a cold distemper, and he will presently prescribe you the Decoction of Anise, rue, and Parsely Seed, with Diatrion-Piperion, Diacalamint. Theriaca and the like.  
If your weakness proceed from heat and choleric humours, he bids you purge with Hiera Picra (Galenae stomatical Panacaea) and to drink Endive and Succory Waters, mixed with Vinegar. Why this is pure Judaical physic imitating the Cure they used to our Saviour, when he suffered Thirst on the Cross.  
Me thinks as the Old Law is, so their physic likewise should be abrogated.  
Be not dismayed at these Relations good Guest! for here He promiseth your entertainment shall be more Christian like. And when your microcosm shall discover any such distempers, retire to our spagyrical kitchen, over whose Door you shall find written, Sapores palato ingrati procul absint. There you shall not be alured to give Christian burial to a Jewish Potion, by persuasive Apologies: but believe me, the sweetness of your cure, shall bring a pleasant recompense to the bitterness of your Malady.  
Whosoever therefore is subject to any debilitation of the stomach: proceeding from a mixed distemper of humours, be they Tartarius, Vitriolate, Nitrosulphureous or mercurial: let him before he taste of our Preservatives, first secure the stomach from all such false Usurpers, by taking one, two, or three grains of our hermetical Panchymagogon. For Ladies and such delicate Tempers, one grain renders a complete Operation. You may mix it with any Dissolvent your stomach most approves of; as Wine, Bear, Broth, Posset-drink, or any liquidity. Or you may lend it the form of a Pill by addition of some Conserve, Marmalade, Quidiny Geladine or the like. 'Tis not guilty either of taste or smell, neither doth it seek by Violence to put any man out of his humour. No, you shall find it as good a Fellow as may be; and one that will dance after the Caprizzio of every one's humour. For if they be choleric, and will at the first Dash con la Furia Francese, give a Scalado by the upper Orifice; he straight Consents, helps, and follows. Or if they abound with Spanish Phlegma, and desire rather to entrench themselves first, and so make a long siege; why, he plays the Pyoner, there too, and flings out as fast as the stoutest. Believe me the Operation hereof is miraculous, and the little Experience which I have made would consume Volumes in the Description; but as from my purpose I defer it to some better Occasion. Here I labour only to preserve, not to Cure. If Nature therefore suspect any Summer Assault, by Acute and malignant Fevers, Tertians, Plurisies, or the like; this taken in the Spring breaks their designs. If she fear any autumnal Skirmish or Winter siege, by some cronical Disease do but scour the enemy's Trenches with this Artillery and (under God) I dare promise her Peace.  
The preparation of this Panchymagogon is thus. You must first rob our Hermetticall Curier when he rides Post to Caelum Christallinum, and take from him two ounces of his false Diamonds.  
Then open a Vein in your mother's Belly, and from her Coagulated blood you shall pick out ℥ ii. of the bones of the 7. Planets great Grandmother these you shall charm into Butter, and then Season it for your Winter Service.  
But if any of you fear a Vomit by reason of a straight Chest, I recommend him to our Tetrapharmacon Panchymagogon, whose Operation is expressed in an easy and low style, never ambitiously reaching at those high strains.  
Having thus scoured your Ditches, and cast up your parapets, that your Fort may be strong for Battery, now you must begin to fortify your Walls, and look to your outworks; renew your weak Flanks, and let Nature, your Inginier, search where and what Part is most subject to the Mine and there prepare her countermines: For by strengthing and preserving this Piazza, you need not fear the whole World.  
If therefore the Winter of your Complexion produce a weakness to the stomach, by the Ice of his violent and cold distemper you shall disgeal it with this ensuing Elixir, which is the stomachs proper Balsamum.  

℞. Cinamomi.  
Zedoariae.  
Cardamom.  
Maceris an. ℥ j.  
Garyophyl.  
Nuc. Mosch.  
Cubeb. an. ℥ j. ss.  
Galanoae. ʒiij.  
Piper. long. ʒuj.  
Garyoph. hortens.  
Ros. Rub.  
Flor. Buglos.  
Flor. Menthae Rom. an. M. j.  
Folior. Menth. Rom.  
Absinthii. an. M. ss.   
Bruise them small in a Mortar, and add thereto ten ounces of the Crum of white Bread. Put all into a Glass Cucurbita, and pour thereto of the best Sack as much as they can drink, with two finger's depth advantage: close your Glass according to art, then give it 8. days' Fermentation: which done adjoin this Emulsion.  

℞. Amygd. dulc. excort. lb. ss.  
Aqu. Rosar.  
Buglos. an. lb. ii.  
Sacchar. albis. ℥ iij..  
Fiat emulsio.   
Then distill all in Balneo secund. attem.  
The Dose is two spoonfuls an hour before and after, meat.  
Here follows an other more excellent.  

℞. Spir. Vini, cum Spirito.  
Sem. Anisii animato. lb.j.  
Theriacae. ℥ j.  
Confect. Alcher. ℥ ss.  
Specier. Diarrhod. Ab.  
Zinzib.  
Maceris.  
cinnamon. an.ʒj.  
Cort. Citri. ʒiij.   
The Ginger, Mace, cinnamon and Citron-peeles, being all grossly beaten, mix all together, and in Balneo by a gentle heat, extract the Tincture. To which you shall add these, 

tincture. Succini.  
tincture. Corallor. an. ℈ j.  
tincture. Auri.  
Essent. Perlar. an. gut. xx.  
Spir. Menthar.  
Spir. Faenic.  
Spir. Melissa an. ℥ ss.  
Spir. Rosar. ℥ j.  
Essentiae Sacci. ℥ ii.  
tincture. Croci gut. twelve.    
Who please may proceed farther in this Preparation, by separating the Spirits from the first theriacal Tincture▪ in Balneo vaporoso, which Spirits being Sublimated, he shall find at the bottom of his Cucu●bita an Extract or coagulated Tincture, admirable in Corroborating the Principle Parts, specially the Heart and stomach and far surpassing the Common Theriaca against all pestilential and infectious Aer.  
Then to those Spirits thus separated from their Tinctures you may add the other forementioned Tinctures. And who ever can attain to this, believe me he enjoys a Treasure worthy of a Prince's Cabinet: whose virtues are so infinite▪ that they would lose themselves in Expression. It assuageth all inward dolours of the stomach, Heart, Liver, Bowels, &c. And that on an Instant. 'Tis a Panacaea, in all pestilential Fevers, both prophylactic and therapeutic. It corroborates all the vital Parts, and renovates the oil of Ages decaying Lamp. To conclude, it recalls a departing Soul by rendering the annual Tribute which weak Natures exhausted Treasury could no longer disburse.  
Hippocras and artificial aromatical Wines are much in use with us in England: & not without Cause, since they have a peculiar Efficacy in repairing Cold, weak, and decaying stomachs.  
That those therefore which honour my Feast, may at all hours, and on any occasion, prepare a Quart of Hippocras for their Friends in an Instant: I will favour them with this ensuing hippocratical Extract.  

℞. cinnamon. ℥ ii. vel iij..  
Garyophyl. ℥ ss.  
Zinzib.  
Macropip.  
Cardamom.  
Gran. Parad.  
Galaneae an. ʒij.  
Nuc. Mosch. ʒj.ss.   
Being all grossly powdered, put them into a Glass viol, and pour thereon of the Spir. of Wine to the eminence of 4. fingers, Stop your Glass close, and set it in Balneo, or in Summer in the Sun, for the Space of three or four days, until the Spirits have robbed the aromatics of their Tinctures: this done, separate it from the Faeces, and reserve it for your use.  
When any of you therefore desire a Cup of Hippocras, mix but ʒ. ss. of this Tincture with a Pint or more of Sack, adding what Quantity of Sugar you please, or which is better the Essence of Sugar, and your desire is answered: a Glass of which with a Toast, before meat, gives no small Check to a cold distemper.  
Here likewise I present a taste of spagyrical Cla●et to your weak stomachs, by the often use of which, neither Crudities or Ventosities shall impair your Digestion.  

℞. cinnamon. ℥ ii.  
Maceris. ℥ ss.  
Dactyllor. num. 20.  
Myccbal. num. 4.  
Uvar. passul. ℥ v. vel. 6.  
Sem. Anisi.  
Coriand. prae. an. ℥ j.  
Faenicul. ℥ ss.   
With the Spirits of Wine and Canary Sack of each lb iij.. being mixed set them in some cool Cellar to ferment the space of four or five days. Of this you may take one or two spoonfuls in a morning.  
If I mistake not I heard some of you call for a glass of Wormwood Wine.  
I have none ready prepared: but here is a little viol of the Spirits of Wormwood with which who please to make a trial and put ●ut some few drops in a glass of ordinary white Wine, he shall find his desire satisfied with a Cup of exquisite Wormwood Wine, far more effectual than any galenical macerati●n or Infusion,  
And that your defect may be supplied when this small quantity shall be exhausted, I ●ere lend you the receipt, whereby you may ●ereafter furnish yourself, and pleasure a friend.  
℞. Summitat. Absint. q.s. affunde aq. come. s.q. stint in digestione per dies aliquot: potest & quid ad fermentandum adjici. Destilletur per Vesicam: exibit. aquam, oleum quippiam continens. Oleum per Seperatorium separetur. Aqua tota Cucurbitae vitreae indatur atque in Balneo semel atque iterum rectificetur, & saltem pars spirituosior absirahatur, quae odorem & saporem Absinthit retinet.  
This hath a singlar virtue in corrobora●ing both stomach and Liver, it resists putri●action, and deopilates obstructions, and is a ●pecifical Preservative against all Stomattical ●nd Intestinall vermin. Spirit of Mints is ●ikewise an excellent and peculiar prophylactic of a Weak and cold stomach, some few drops thereof put into a Cup of Sac● with a Toast, adjoining a drop of the Essence of cinnamon, and taken an hour before meat.  
To think to please every man's Palate may well enlarge the List of Impossibilities: yet Despair shall not interrupt my Carving: and where one Dish likes not, variety shall presently bring in another. So that at length ●● presume the major part shall satisfy the variability of Fancy, and give Appetite a Delight, in the stomachs preservation.  
Who then please may taste of this spagyrical stomatical syrup, which in delicacy and virtue excelleth all your ordinary Cinamon-Waters.  
℞. Cinam. gros. mod. pulv. ℥ iiij. Vini Hispam●. lb. ii.  
Let them infuse in Balneo three days: then separate the Tincture from his Faeces and adding thereto lb●. ss. of pure white Sugar, put all into a Glass Cucurbita and with a boiling Balneo distil it until it remain at the Bottom in consistence of a Syrup. So in one Operation you enjoy both a Syrup and an excellent cinnamon Water both of which for Corroborating a Weak stomach and expelling Melancholy from a pensive Heart, may take possessi●n among your Secrets. But to make it more perfect, in place of Sack you shall use Spir. of Wine.  
In the same manner you shall make Syrup of Nutmegs, the which is a little more Spe●ificall for the stomach.  
For windiness of the stomach and Bowels you may compose the like Waters and Syrups of anise and Caraway seeds.  
But there are many whose Natures so antipathise with Wine, that both smell and taste ●hereof is offensive to them. Such persons may make the above said Syrups as followeth,  
℞. Cinam. pulveriz. ℥ iij.. vel. iiij. aqu. commun.. q.s.  
Set them in some cold place the space of three or four days: then distil it. Then take of that distilled water, lb j. Sugar lb. ss. Fiat syrup. s.a.  
This retains the fragrant Odour of cinnamon: and this for the Summer is more proper, to which you may add an ounce or two of Rose-water.  
Gentlemen you are too modest▪ Because my Cook▪ to follow Court Fashion, sends in his Dishes in Duplicates▪ every man expects that I should make the Discovery.  
This ladylike nicety, had almost let a good Dish here scape for the serving men. 'Tis a meat which you have already tasted of: the difference is only in the dressing, the which is rare and exquisite.  
Take the above mentioned Spirits separated from the first cinnamon syrup: add to it ℥ iij.. or iiij. of gross beaten cinnamon, then being exquisitely stopped, set in a cold place until the water have the perfect Tincture of the cinnamon: the which you shall separate, and to every ℥ x. add ℥ iij.. or 4. of Sugar. Then in Balneo separate those Spirits from the Tincture, and you have the best sort of cinnamon Water▪ together with an admirable Syrup. If you will make one yet more excellent, 'tis but adding fresh cinnamon to these last rectified Spirits, proceeding as before: and reiterating this Operation three or four times, so that the last will render you an Essence of cinnamon whose virtues will repay your Labour with Interest.  
We have in our spagyrical kitchen certain Stomatticall Balsams, whose descriptions I must here forbear as Frutta nova, and not yet for every man's Table. Such as are 

Balsamum Junip.  
Balsamum. Nuc. mosc.  
balls. Cinnamon.  
Balsam. Rosmar. &c.    
These as they are rare and Princely, so are they Singular in Corroborating both the stomach and the rest of the vital Parts, either intrinsical or Extrinsically applied.  
And for such overnice and delicate Persons which either through Coyness will not, or through Weakners cannot receive any internal remedy, let them morning and evening Externally anoint the stomach with this hermetical Balsam.  

℞. Butyr. Gelsomini. ℥ j.  
Essent. Rosmar. ℈. ss.  
Essent. Cinnamon.  
Essent. Nuc. mosc. an. ℈ i  
Essent. Masticis. ʒj.  
Moschi.  
Ambrae an. g. iiij.  
Zibet. g. ii.   
Cum Cero virgin. decies in aq. Rosar. lavat. q.s. fiat Balsam. s.a.  
That no man may complain for want of Bread to his Meat, you shall taste of our Spa●iricall Biscuit, which I recommend to all weak and moist stomachs, especially to those who after some chronical Disease cannot digest ordinary Bread.  
Take lb. j. of the purest Wheat-flower, of the best refined Sugar ℥ xvi. Fresh Eggs numb. twelve. The Cream of Almonds extracted with the best rose-water, ℥ iiij. Essence of anise, cinnamon, and nutmegs, an. ℈ j. more or less according to the humour of your Palate: Spirit of Roses q.s. mix them according to Art▪ and thereof make your Biscuits.  
There are many other sorts of Biscuits which every good Wife knows how to prepare, as Regal● Biscuit, S●anish Biscuit, French Biscuit, Lorain Biscuit, Italian Biscuit, &c. Therefore as too Vulgar for our Table I omit them: Yet if any one desire a taste, let them call to our Cook.  
Now presuming upon the phlegm of your Cold Distempers, I will call in for a Dish or two to refocillate our younger and more Sulphureous stomachs, whose extra vagant disorders hath brought the stomach so far in Choler with the microcosm, that he refuseth to supply it with his expected Nourishment: This quarrel must not grow too hot: but 'tis necessary a speedy reconciliation be made, before the stomach grow too Obstinate in his humour.  
In this Case I know no better Aparater tha● our Panchymagogon: let him bring him up to the Court of Conscience, there he will be so qualified, that you may turn him to any conditions of Peace.  
When you have him at this Advantage, enjoin him for Penance every morning to take three drops of the Spirits of Sulphur, or Vitriol, with as many of the Spirit of Roses mixed with a glass of Spring Water, edulcorated with the Essence of Sugar. Or this 

℞. Sal. Christalli. ℈. ss.  
Spir. Vitrioli gut. iij..  
Spir. Rosar. gut. 5.  
Essent. Sacch. q.s.  
Aq. fontan. distillat. ℥ iiij. Misce.    
Before meat half an hour or an hour let him use this, 

℞. Rob. de ribs.  
Rob. de Berber. an. ℥ j.  
Spir. 🜍 g. iij..  
Salis perlar. ℈ i Misce.    
After Meals, this, 

℞. Conser. Corneol.  
Diacydon. simp.. an. ℥ ii.  
Salis coralor. ʒj.  
Spir. Salis gut. vi.  
Spir. Rosar. gut. x. Misce.    
You which are thus distempered, I desire you to entertain Appetite with Patience until the Third Course enter, where you may pick out Variety of hepatical Dishes proper to your Indisposition. In the mean time if any Insolent Stomack-Worms quarrel for a breakfast before their Master be served, you shall do well to cut off their allowance, and then turn them out of your Doors with a Powder.  

℞. Corn. Cer. praep.  
Coral. rub. praep. an. ℈ j.  
Aquilae Celestis ℈. j.ss.  
Verm. terrest. prae.  
cinnamon. an. ℈ i  
Scammon. cum 🜍. praep. ʒj. Misce. Dos. ℈ i   
The furies of Appetite being laid, now your Patience may dispense with a little Idle Table Talk, to renovate the dulled edge of your appetites, that they may be the livelier at the Second encounter.   

THE SECOND COURSE cephalical.  
HEre dogmatic Discipline bids me be more Compendious, and collect my Method unto Heads.  
But we are Travellers, and must not be limited: We are now landed on the Coast of the cephalic Peninsula, a place whose Fame elevates it above all other parts of the World; and where both Tongue and Eyes of all Men sleep in Admiration. Here that great monarch of the microcosm hath his residence, Who is an imperial King, and full of Divinity: his Head being always crowned, as a Type of his absolute and peaceable reign even to the world's end.  
That his more celestial Thoughts may not be interrupted with State Affairs he hath resigned the government of his microcosm, (which he hath divided into three Monarchies) unto three of his ablest Subjects, Spiritus Vitalis, Spiritus Animalis, and Spiritus Naturalis. To Spiritus Animalis, he hath given the cephalic Peninsula, placing him near unto himself, as his Wisest counsellor: for which consideration he hath made him likewise {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, Lord Secretary.  
To Spiritus Vitalis, and Spiritus Naturalis, he hath resigned the Government of Terra firma: an equal Division being made, the one taking the cardiacal, the other the hepatical Parts.  
Spiritus Vitalis likewise being his Lord Treasurer; and Spiritus Naturalis Lord of the Cinque-Ports.  
Other Information of this King (the Soul) I dare not enter into.  De sacris in praesentia mysteriis non est loquendum. 
Yet I will show you a reflection of his greatness in the glass of his Nobility and Court, which I will here Carve into Descriptions which may serve you as Picktooth's and Table Talk, until our Cook shall stop our Mouths with the second Course.  
Know then that this King is retired into the cephalic Peninsula, where his Highness is lodged in an imperial Palace, whose fabrics are all of pure Ivory.  
There the Architect, Emblematically expressing Perfection (and that the microcosm might not want his epitome) hath united all in a spherical Figure.  
The walls of his Court are environed with a pleasant forest: the natural plantation of whose Trees make so intricate a labyrinth, that 'tis a delightful pastime for the Ladies of honour, every morning for exercise, to lose themselves an hour or two in the crispy twirls of those aromatic Thickets. There likewise they sport themselves with young hearts, which they find often so entangled, that unable to resist, they rely on the mercy of those weak Females, suffering themselves to be fooled withal, until pity shall send them Liberty. Sometimes more aged hearts (whose Actaeon plumes calculate their Nativity) are secretly ensnared, and locked so fast, that their relief is desperate, insomuch that they lie and pine away in the jealousy of their own weakness.  
The Ladies of this Court are so particularly delighted with the pleasant chase of the Hare, that Day and Night the poor Creatures take little rest; hourly new engines being invented to entangle them. So that every day there falls more than all the court Dogs can eat and scape choking.  
As you approach this regal Palace, your Heart is planet-struck by two Celestial lights fixed in the Frontispiece: Whose magic Fires captivate the souls of young Courtiers, making their Noble servitude seem an imperial liberty.  
Those are the Lights which lead Men into fool's Paradise, where they study Idolatry in a Looking-glass. If you can pass the Influence of those Stars; you may enter the Great Gate (the Mouth) which at a word speaking is opened.  
This is strongly fortified with Ivory portcullises set in mosaic. Here you are presently encountered by that wanton Portress Lingua, who cannot speak to a man without wagging of her Tail, she recommends you to her Lady and Mistress Eloquentia, who with sweet compliments, and Court Ceremonies, invites you presently to a view of this imperial Palace: and so shows you first the out-Chambers of the five Lady senses: then leads you up to the Lodgings of the Princes Phantasia, which is the prime side of the Court for good fellowship.  
There you shall find this Princess, with the nine Virgin Muses dancing a fantastical Brando to the melody of the Lady Musica.  
Here she shows you the Chambers of all the seven liberal Sciences, whom Phantasia hath honoured with several Offices. Geometria is her Carver, Arithmitica keeps her Accounts. Rhetorica is Mistress of the Ceremonies. Grammatica governs the Pages. Astrologia serves in place of a jester, and tells Fortunes to provoke mirth. Musica, all the World knows her Charge. Poeta is her Minion, to whom she resigns the whole government of her Family. She makes Hay whilst the Sun shines; and prefers all her poor kindred to several Places in the Court.  
Ovid she makes Major-domo. Homer because a merry Greek Master of the Wine-Cellars. Aretine (for his skill in Postures) growing old, is made Pander. shackspear, Butler. Ben Johnson, Clark of the kitchen, Fenner his Turn-spit, And tailor his Scullion.  
All these have their chamber-doors pestered with sharking Players, fiddlers, Ballad-singers, and such like hangers on.  
Next, she carries you to the middle Lodg●ngs, where the Viceroy of the cephalic Pe●insula is Lodged, next door unto the Great King Animus.  
This Viceroy atten●s wholly unto his King and Master: putting over all public affairs into the hands of the Lord Intellectus, his favourite, who governs all.  
Yet Spiritus Animalis, having found him often corrupted by inferior Members, dares not trust him too far, but for the better security of the Peninsula, he hath Five fair Ladies, as secret spies to inform him daily how every part is governed.  
The Lady Visus hath her commission to have an Eye on both sides, and to look to every part, specially the more Noble, and to observe their humour and Disposition towards Intellectus, and whether they render freely their Tribute.  
The Lady Auditus is commanded to lend an Ear to Chamber Discourses of those Court Gossips, Lingua, Rhetorica, &c. Who make every festival Day, a Day of Parliament.  
Lady Tactus is bid now and then to handle them somewhat ruffly: So to try who is most touchy, and if in their choler they be subject to Rebellion, and disobedient to the Laws published by Intellectus.  
Lady Gustus is enjoined to be always at his Table as Tastress; to prevent the Malice of some treacherous humour, which by casting some Soporiferous mixture into his Dish, he might be deposed by an Apoplexy.  
Lady Olfactus she smells to every one's choler: and like an Ape suffers nothing to pass the Court Gate, but she must have a Nose in it.  
Here you shall see that Fountain Somnus (the true Helicon) where Orpheus sits and plays sweet Requiems to the Nine Lady Muses, Memoria, and the five sensual Ladies, who refresh their defatigated limbs with the hypnoticall dew of this Anodynous Bath: And whilst they rest, the Princess Phantasia, who never enters that Fountain, she sports herself with the juggling tricks of that Artifex simulator que figurae, Morpheus, his Phobetur and Phantasus.  
Here if Eloquentia forget not herself, she will show you Memoria, and her Lodging.  
But now I remember myself, I have heard our Cook and his Hatch twice at knocks, because none will ease him of his second Course.  
And I fear some of my more serious Guest could do the like with me, who perchance expected grave apothegms, and sententious aphorisms for their Table Talk.  
No, you both abuse your expectations, and break the Rules of physic, if you gape for Sentences here. Ever whilst you live be merry at meat. 'tis to excite your Mirth that I play the Fool: Laetitia Coelum vos creavit sua; Laetitia Coelum vos servabit vestra. Why then be merry! and with Democritus jeer Melancholy out of his humour, nam fata sinunt dum securi vivitis.  
And believe me, Mirth is the main Spring of your Lives horologue: 'tis that maintains the Clapper your Tongue in motion.  
'Tis Healths chief Panacaea, and absque hac una tanquam medicinarum omnium vita medicinae omnes ad vitam producendam adhibitae moriuntur.  
Laugh and be fat therefore: and let Doctor Merryman always make up your Mess.  
But soft! here comes the Second Course! Gentlemen pray have a Care you commit no capital Crime in your Table Talk. For whosoever makes Gravity his Salt, and Contemplation his sauce, gives so great an Affront to Intellectus, the favourite, that he may chance hang his Head for it. For thus you corrupt the ambassadors and Agents which Spiritus Naturalis employs in the stomatical Territories, by diverting them from their Function, whereby their charge is rawly executed. Next, you give a false alarm throughout the whole microcosm, making Spiritus Animalis retire his Forces to the cephalic Peninsu●a, when there is more necessity of their succour ●n terra firma. Lastly, you rob the Treasury, ●rawing from the Exchequer of the Heart ●ood Angel-Gold, pure vital Spirits, and ●nd back false, indigested metal, all Mercu●iall, falsified by a weak external Tincture ●nly: but brought to nature's test alla Copella, ●nd after dissolved in her rectified Spirits▪ you ●hall scarce draw from a Pound, one scruple ●f perfect Aurum potabile.  
Thus likewise you cause fearful Inundati●ns in this Peninsula, making his Fluxes and ●efluxes so Violent, that they drown the very ●arrow and Heart of the Soil, bringing with ●a Marine Saltness, whose Corrosive heat con●●mes the true balsamical moisture, leaving ●●ose Parts where it runs so impregnable that ●●thing prospers there but Tussilago.  
Nor is this all the Danger! for by eating ●●icks in the Neck-land, it threatneth the ●●ole Continent.  
Here in the Chamber of Memoria, I found Book in Manuscript, full of political Max●es and Matchavilian Principles, for the bet 〈…〉 Government of the Sephalick State. The ●●●ef whereof were these,  
●. How ever the World go, 
Vigil●●●vitand.  be not too Vi●●●ant in your Affairs: le●t by over greediness of Gain you lose your Interest in the public Treasury, and at last abandoned by Intellectus, you grow out of Memory amongst your Friends, and so pass for a Man of small Judgement.  

Alvi excrement. Quotidie expurgan.  2. Be careful that the Inland Inhabitants suffer not their Culinary Excrements to lie putrifying in their channels▪ but daily to evacuate them by the Port Esculine.  
For believe me, the Contagious exhalations which ascend from those faetid● neglects will quickly breed the Sickness in the cephalic Land.  

Somnum fuge Meridianum.  3. This Peninsula being barren, and receiving all his Provisions from the Continent 'tis necessary that you keep an Eye open upon the stomatical magazine, and see that Memory forget not herself to charge all the Lady senses to be vigilant in this action, and not so much as to Dream of any other negotiation until they have seen a full and perfect distribution. For if you let those Ministers sleep you may be supplied with a corrupt Munition sufficient to morbifie all your Inhabitants.  
4. Here Intellectus must answer the advi●● of his physician Sensus Communis, 
Somnus sit moderatus.  with obe●dience, and moderate his hours of Recreat●●on in the Helicon; lest he grow dull wit● those stupid Vapours▪ and so unapt to nego●ciate, be at last put out of his Office by the Princess Phantasia.  
5. As far as Possibility permits, this Peninsula must be defended from those injurious Sea Winds, especially from that Pincerna pluviae the South, whose humid Gusts, supported on the wings of noisome fogs, lend a new body to the investing Aer; increasing the Violence of his Fluxes, and sending a Repletion even into the Cranyes of that Earth.  
6. Here is allowed, to Intellectus, his particular Recreations, for the preservation of his Vigour and Health: and those he shall borrow from the Lady senses.  
For sometime Visus shall divert his too serious and retired meditations, with the reviving Aspect of some actuating Beauty: whose presence will give such a charge to his defatigated Spirits, that in a Point of Time, by the strong refraction of those rays, all his forces shall be inflamed with a renovating Fire.  
Tactus, yet more audacious, shall bring him on to touch this Beauty▪ making him embrace Corporality, to add a greater feeling to his Delights. And there the Intellect might die in E●●tasy, did not Auditus presently by some Siren voice or Orphean Instrument relieve his melting Soul from the Abyss of pleasure.  
And lastly Gustus shall salute him with her Arms full of restoring Dishes, making the Lady Lingua invite him to a Sack Posset, as the most proper N●penthes for his Lassitude, and of all approved for an authentic settle-brain.  
In this my cephalical M●pp, you may discover the Head to be the most noble part of the microcosm! the little Worlds Britania! Wisdoms Cabinet! The Muses Parnassus! Apollo's Oracle! Minerva's Temple! and which crowns all▪ the Souls imperial terrestrial tribunal whose Foundation is the Body: which if once impaired his fair buildings fall▪ and kiss their Mother Earth for a second admission into her Bowels.  
Who then so desperate of sense▪ as to neglect the preservation of so Principal a Part? Believe me 'twere Madness in the abstract: and such might well pass for hair-brained humorists.  
This my second Course therefore shall consist wholly of cephalical Preservatives. Look from one end of my Table to the other and you shall not see either gross, flatulent, unctuous, vaporous nauseous, or crude and indigestible meats, such as are, Old beef Milk, Fat Broths, strong Wines, Butter, Black Olives, Nuts, Onions, Cabbage, raw salads, Beans, Pease, Rochet, or any such cephalic Enemy.  
No! I sent my Spenditore to Galen's Market, where he bought me these Ingredients.  

Betonica  
Majoran.  
Salvia  
Hyssopus  
Melissa  
Rosmarin.  
Fol. laur.  
Satureia  
Ruta.  
Ocymum.  
Cal. arom.  
Melilotus  
Paeonia  
Sem. Faenic.  
Coriandri  
Anisi  
Rad freos  
Caryophyllata.  
Visc. Querc.  
Flor. Tiliae.  
Bac. Junip.  
Acorus.  
Pulegium.  
Nepita.  
Euphrasia  
Calaminta  
Serpillum  
Spica  
Lavendul.  
Origanum.  
Horb. paraly.  
Lil. conval.  
Galangae  
Staech. Arab.  
Chamomilla  
Anacard.  
Nuc. Mosch.  
Succinum  
Moschus  
Ambra. griz.  
Lig. Aloes  
Caryophyll.  
Cubebae.  
Cardamomi  
Macis, &c.   
And these by an essential Fire we have brought into Quintessences, elixirs, Extracts Tinctures, balsams, Magistralls, Spirits, Arcani, and the like: all which you shall find far more toothsome, & specifical to cephalical Distempers than any of these following methodical Dishes, 

Diambra  
Diamosc. amar.  
Diacastor.  
Diapaeonias.  
Theria●. d●●tes.  
Pleres' archont.  
Op●yra  
Conf. Anacard.  
Hygija Graec.  
Diaolibar.  
Aurea Alex.  
Mithridat.  
Dianthos  
Theriaca, &c.    
No, I presume all sorts of delicate and nice tempers will rather honour our hermetical Feast: especially those curious Females whose very stomachs are complemental, in so much that they will not take a grain of physic, under a Pound of Ceremonies. Nor can I blame them! For whose Disease hath once invited them to Galen's Table, they shall find that the Nauseous variety of Syrups, Potions, bowls Pills▪ Apozemes, Emulsions, Powders, Electuaries, Lozenges, Eclygmes, with a world of such like kitchenstuff, shall give his stomach so complete a surfeit, that at a second invitation, they will rather (dispensing with good manners) appeal thrice to the judgement of the Nose, before they will once ask the Opinion of the Palate.  
This if any man deny, I refer him to the infallible experience of his next Malady; o● to the volumes of Hippoc. Galen, Avi●en▪ Rhasis, Aretaeus, Aetius, &c. Whose practice our Methodists now wholly imitate. Read those, and you shall find most bitter Examples of all that I have mentioned. And whose belief in this point, cannot be overcome but by Instances▪ let them taste a little of this so much admired Antipilepticall Antidote of Aetius, 

℞. Castorei. Helleb. nig. Scammon. anʒij.  
Opopanac. Cumini Thebaic.  
Centaurii, Nitri, Sulphuris vivi,  
Abrotani, Ammoniaci, Thymiamatis  
Sem. Rutae Sylvest. Absynt. an.ʒj.    
Contusa & cribrata, excipe aqua & efforma pillulas fabae Aegyptiae magnitudine, & unam quotidie praebe, cum Aceti mulsi Cyathis quatuor.  
Oh sweet Antidote! methinks I see the Disease flying from it in the very preparation. Gentlemen, one such a Dish as this might make you all leave my Table, and run to the cook's Shops.  
Here therefore you shall see the difference between a good Cook and a bad.  
For my part, had I Appetitus Caninus, or that ravening {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, I should not move a Tooth at such Ogliopodridoes.  
I remember, about my second Clymacterical year I had a Quartan Fever▪ and requiring assistance of a good Old and reverend Dogmatist! for my Cure, he prescribed me a Water to drink; the which hath put me into an {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} ever since.  
Take heed Sirs, how you mix such Waters with your Wine: for I can assure you, you may grow mad upon it.  
From Galen's cephalical salads, I have made many Dishes, which I desire no man to commend until he have tasted.  
Pray therefore fall to this Dish of Extracts.  

A cephalical Extract.  
℞. Nuc. Mosch.  
Caryophyl.  
cinnamon.  
Cardamom.  
Calam. arom.  
Succini  
Maceris an. ℥ ss.  
Sem. Anisi  
Sem. Faenicul.  
Sem. Coriand. praep.  
Sem. Sileris mont.  
Sem. Paeoniae an. ℥ j.  
Flor. Betonicae  
Flor. Salviae  
Flor. Rosmar.  
Flor. Herb. paral.  
Flor. Euphrag.  
Flor. Lil. conoal.  
Flor. Paeoniae  
Flor. Tilia arboris  
Flor. Lavend.  
Flor. Staech. Arab. an. P.j.  
Folior. Majoranae  
Folior. Melissa  
Folior. Lauri  
Folior. Nepitae  
Folior. Calamint.  
Folior. Serpilli  
Folior. Ocimi, an. M. j.  
Rad. Paeoniae  
Rad. Acori  
Rad. Galangae  
Rad. Caryophyllatae,  
Rad. Ireos ana. ℥ ii.  
Bac. Junip.  
Bac. Lauri an. ℥ ij.ss.  
Lig. Aloes  
Lig. Sassafras  
Lig. Guaiacini  
Lig. Visc. querc.  
Lig. Coryli  
Buxi an. ℥ j. ss.   
Let the Herbs be bruised, the Woods rasped the Seeds, aromatics, roots and berries grossly beaten. Put all into a large Matracio of Glass, and cover them 4. or 5. fingers deep with Spir. of Wine animated with the Spirits of Sage and iuniper Berries. Set them in Balneo to Ferment six or 8. Days. Then separate the Tincture from the Faeces per inclinationem. To the remaining Faeces power half as much as aforesaid of the S. of W. animated with the S of anise, and cinnamon. Set them again in Digestion other six days; which finished, and your Matracium cold, separate the Tincture from the Faeces. adjoin these Tinctures, and by a gentle heat in Balneo vaporoso first separate the Spirits, then put your alembic in Balneo bulliente and distil the Phlegma until your Tincture coagulate into an Extract. To every ℥ ii. of which Extract add, 

Magister. perlar.  
Magist. Coral. an.ʒj.  
Tinct. Confect. Alcher. ʒij.  
Essentiae ☽. gut. xx.  
Magister. Cran. hum.  
Salis cran. hum. an.ʒj.  
Essent. nuc. mosch.  
Essent. Cinam. an. g. x.  
Spir. {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}. gut. vi.    
Mix all according to art in the consistence of an Extract. Dosis. ℈ ss. vel ℈ i  
The Spirits of this Extract. have cochl. ss. vel cochl. j. to their Dose.  
This Extract doth miraculously corroborate the Brain, and both Preserves and Cures you of all Cepbalicall diseases, as Apoplexies, Epilepsies, Palsyes, Vertigines, Hemicranies, Sopors, Torpors, Lethargyes, &c. It fortifyeth the Memory, acuates the sight, extenuates and dissipates cold, gross, viscous & Tartareous humours of the Brain, which cause noise and pain in the Ears, deafness and the like.  
For a Preservative against all cold distempers of the Head, the first Extract without the mixture of those, other Essences may excuse such as are not in our spagyrical Cooks Books.  
Those which will not feed on that Dish, let them satisfy Nature with this Elixir: though somewhat inferior to the first Extract which is {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}.  

Elixir Cephalic.  
℞. Nuc. Mosch. ℥ j. ss.  
Maceris  
Caryophyll.  
cinnamon. an. ℥ ss.  
Galano.  
Calam. arom. an. ℥ j.  
Euphrasiae.  
Flor. Lavend.  
Rosmarin.  
Herb. paral. an. Mj.  
Melissa  
Ment. Rom.  
Card. Ben. an. Mj.ss.   
By the example of the former you shall extract the Tincture with Spir. of Wine or ordinary cinnamon water. Then separate the Elixir from his Tincture, and proceed as before. The Coagulated Extract having ℈ i to his Dose. The Elixir half a whole spoonful in the morning: the which resists all cold and moist distempers of the Brain: saves a bad Memory the expense of Table-books: and in one half year (if generally used) it would make our Glasses Cheap by running the Trade of Spectacles.  
This likewise is a capital enemy to tale-carryers': for it makes the sense of hearing so exquisite, that their employment would become unnecessary.  
Here Variety calls you to another Dish.  

℞. Zinzib.  
Santal. rub.  
Caryoph. an. ℥ ss.  
cinnamon. ℥ ii.  
Nuc. Mosch.  
Maceris  
Piperis.  
Galangae  
Cubebae  
Cardamomi  
Anisi  
Sem. Faenic.  
Coriand. praep. an. ℥ ss.  
Aromat. rosat..  
Spec. Diambrae  
Dianthos an. ʒij.  
Majoran.  
Flor. Ocini  
Lavend. an. P.j.  
Ros. rub. M.j.   
With lb ij. of the best Sack, and lb. ss. of the S. of W. with ℥ eight. of Rose-water animated with the Essence of Musk proceed as in the other Elixir. The virtues are the same with the former, but somewhat more efficacious.  
He that thinks these elixirs and Extracts will be too hot for him, let him play the good Fellow and fall to our Cock-broth which here waits for the Innovation of his Spoon.  
℞. An old fat Cock or Capon, being exenterated, cut him in pieces, and then put him into a large Glass Phialum adding, 

Santal. Citrin.  
Lig. Aloes  
Caryophyl.  
Nuc. Moschat.  
cinnamon.  
Maceris an. ℥ j.  
Galangae  
Cort. Citri.  
Zedoariae  
Croci orient. an. ℥ ss.  
Flor. Rosmarin.  
Flor. Salviae  
Flor. Betonic.  
Flor. Lavend.  
Flor. Borag.  
Flor. Bugloss  
Flor. Ros. rub. an. P.j.  
Sal. corallor. ℥ j.  
Granor. Kerm. ʒiij.  
Vini Canarien. lb iij..  
Sacchar. albis. lb. ss.    
Set all well stopped, 8. or ten days in Balneo fervido. Then bring your Cock to the Press and there execute him: which done distil all in Alembico vitreo: Dosis j. 2. or iij.. sponfulls.  
This Restorative I recommend to Students, whose cephalic Treasure is exhausted, by their prodigal exercise of the Brain, as most specifical.  
I have taken notice of some here who are so bad sighted that they cannot find the narrow passage of their Mouths. Others again before they can draw their Eyes out of their Pockets, lose many a choice bit which they gaped for. These things must be better looked into: otherwise we shall make but a blind reckoning of it. That I may not be troubled with blind Guest therefore, I will bring you to to your Diet, and prescrib you this Opthalmick water: and this is for such as prefer their ease, before their Eyes: who rather than suffer a little smart, will sooner be at the charge of some well tutored mongrel, to follow his Dogged humour.  

℞. Euphrag.  
Chelidon. an. m.ij  
Card. Ben.  
Betonec. an. M.j.  
Rutae P.j.  
Salviae  
Fenic. an. M.j.  
Enul. camp.  
Rad. Valerian. an. ℥ j.  
Faenic.  
Sem. Anisi  
Coriand. praep.  
Siler. mont. an. ℥ ss.  
Bac. Junip. ℥ j.  
Ros. alb.  
Flor. Rosmarin.  
Calondul.  
Lavend.  
Staeched. an. P.j.  
Nuc. Mosch.  
Zinzib.  
Cardamom.  
Macropip.  
Calam. arom.  
Cinamum. an.ʒj.   
Infuse all in lb. iiij. of the Spir. of Wine animated with the Spirits of Sage, for the space of four Days in Balneo: from whence accord●ng to art, you shall extract the Spirits and Tincture from the Faeces, by Calcination Solution, Filtration, and coagulation; you shall resuscitate the Soul of those Vegetables, with which you are to Animate the Spirits, and Phlegma. Which Phlegma dissolving therein {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} li, with a little crocus metallorum, makes an excellent external Opthalmick water. The Spirits are to be inhibited the quantity of a spoonful, or but half. The coagulated Tincture ℈ ss. vel ℈ j. ss.  
Who will pry far into other men's matters, though he smart for it, let him use this external Opthalmicall Water.  

℞. Suc. Chelidon.  
Euphrag. an. lb. ss.  
Lact. Caprin. lb. j.  
Zinzib.  
Maceris an. ℥ j.  
Aloes ℥ ss.  
Vitriol. alb. ℥ iij..   
Give all four days Infusion and then distil them in Balneo. To this distilled water, take little pieces of Tutia, heat them red hot in a new Iron spoon, and extinguish them in this water, with nine Repetitions, leaving your Tutia at the last extinction in the water, and so reserve it for your use.  
A blind man may see the virtues of this water, a drop thereof being often put into his eyes. It cures all Opthalmies, gums, salt Tears, pearls, &c.  
In your first stomatical Course, I told you of a new hermetical method in curing Diseases (which I have often practised on Infants and extreme feeble Patients) only by external remedies, without any internal praesidio: Whereby I will undertake, and maintain, that any Disease, either Acute▪ Chronical, or Astralis, (where no Malignity praedominates) may be perfectly, and with far less expense to Nature eradicated. And that all exterior affects, as Ulcers, Wounds, &c. may be brought to an exact sanation without any local application, but merely by a magnetical Sympathy.  
This Opinion I know will be better than a Gig to our modern Methodists to provoke Laughter: But let them beware, in their Laughter they revive not the Example of Z●uxis that famous Painter, who imitating the Deformity of an Old tripefaced beldame, whose arched Chin supported the fall of her Nose, and the want of teeth gave her Tongue Liberty to drown her mumping Eloquence with dribbling Oratory; every Eye likewise being so retired, that their Gravity eclypsed all suspect of Lightness. When he had finished this masterpiece, and wrought it so near to the Life, that Art had almost lost her Interest in it; he was so overcome with the extravagancy of his pencils perfection, that bursting into a violent Laughter, he let out his soul to animate his portrait.  
Thus perchance the Extravagancy of our Art mixed with perfection, may draw some of them to a Violent Laughter: But I fear 'twill be Sardinian.  
Faith if they laugh! I must do as Fools do, and laugh for Company: Yet with a more hearty laughter, as was of that of Chrysippus, when he saw an Ass forsake sweet Grass and fall to Thistles. Apply who will.  
Here (Purpose bringing me upon it) to make this new Art more Speculative, and my Opinion more apparent, I will give you an Ocular Instance.  
In all Opthalmies where a Plethora doth indicate evacuation, we have an hermetical Opthalmick water whereof three drops put into the Eye hath these three Properties.  
First per {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} it causeth a universal Revulsion of the humour peccant, which flows to the part affected. Secondly by a repulsion it resists the flux of humours. Lastly, per {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} it makes an insensible discussion of those humours already compacted and coagulated in the Eye.  
Now they will not only laugh, but conclude I am Mad; to say that the dropping water in the Eyes can purge per {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}.  
If this seem so strange to them, perchance I may shortly present them with a Monster (yet no {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}) whose smell only shall excite Intestin●ll evacuations.  
To show that I am not in choler, therefore, with methodical Obstinacy, which jeers at Truth, to blind their Ignorance; ● will drink to them in a Cup of our hermetical Claret.  

℞. Caryoph.  
Nuc. Mosch.  
M●ceris an. ℥ j. ss.  
Zinzib.  
Cardamom. an. ℥ ss.  
Coriand. praep.  
Anisi  
Faenicul. an. ʒiij.  
Diptamni  
Zedoariae  
rad Angel. an. ʒij.  
Flor. Rosmarin.  
Bugloss. an. P.ij.  
Tabel. arom. ros. ℥ j.  
Sacchar. alb. lb. j.   
All grossly beaten, put them into a glass vessel with lbiiij. or five of the best Wine of Candia, or good Canary; set them the space of two or three days in Balneo tepido. Then pass it two or three times through a Hippocras Bag. Which done, mix therewith of the Spirits of Roses essentiated with Musk and Amber; then put it up into vessels for your use. One or two spoonfuls taken of this in a morning, corroborates all the animal, vital, and natural Faculties.  
Hence it conduceth to all cephalical affects: as also to all Cardialgiae, Lipothimiae, Sincopi, &c. 'Tis excellent in all weakness Crudityes, and ventosities of the stomach. It corroborates the Liver and Spleen and cures all Cachexies, hypochondriacal melancholies, and hysterical Passions. It preserves from the Pestilence, Worms, and all sorts of putrefactions.  
I must not here omit the recreating of your senses by some external perfumes: accept therefore of these Pomanders.  

℞. Styrac. calam.  
Landan. an. ʒj.ss.  
Benzoesʒj.  
Garyoph.  
Macis  
Lig. Aloes  
Flor. Lavend. an. ℈. ss.  
Moschi  
Ambrae an. g. iiij.  
Gum. Tragac. in aq. Ros.  
dissolute. q.s.  
Terebint. parum.   
In a hot Mortar make them up into a Pomander, according to art.  
If that please not, make use of this 

℞. Ladaniʒij.  
Styrac. call. ʒj.ss.  
Benzoes'  
Thuris  
Succin. alb.  
Lig. Aloes  
Ros. rub.  
Lig. cypress.  
cinnamon.  
Garyophil. an. ℈ two  
Ambrae  
Moschi an. g.v.    
With Gum Tragacanth dissolved in Spir. of Roses, q.s. make them up into small Trochisks; one of which cast upon the Coals fills your Chamber with a grateful Odour.  
Or this, 

℞. Thuris  
Lig. Aloes  
stir. Cal. an. ℥ ss.  
stir. liq. ʒuj.  
Laudan. ℥ j. ss.  
Ambrae  
Moschi an. g. seven.  
Carbonum Tiliae,  
vel Salicis ℥ j.  
Tragacant. ℥ ss.    
Your Gum dissolved in Spirit of Roses with a little S. of W. make them up into little rolls like small Candles.  
Or use this Water.  

℞. Aq. Rosar. lb iij..  
Vin. malvat. lb. ss.  
Flor. Lavend.  
Spicae an. ℥ ii.  
Cort. Citri ℥ ss.  
Rad. Ireosʒij.  
cinnamon  
Nuc. Mosch.  
stir. calam. an. ʒss.   
After ten day's infusion, distil them, putting in the Nose of your alembic, Musk and Amber an. ℈ j. This water you may mix with common Water for your Hands or face; Or put some of it in a perfuming pot, the Vapour whereof will recreate your senses with a delightful Aer.  
If none of those perfumes please you, I must call for my hermetical Cabinet, where I think to find a Balsam shall please you all in despite of your Noses.  

℞. Butyr. Gelsom. ℥ ss.  
Essent. flor. Citri.  
Essent. Cort. Citri.  
Ess. cinnamon.  
Ol. Nuc. Mosch.  
Essent. Rosar. an. ℈. ss.  
Flor. Benzoin. ℈ i  
Essent. Moschi  
Essent. Ambrae  
Essent. Zibettae an. ℈. ss.   
These in some small mortar, sine calore you shall mix well together: and then reserve it in some silver box to your use.  
With this you may rub your Gloves, Handkerchief, or any thing else about you. When the Barber elevates your moustaches, this wil● be of singular use, making your Whiskers stand up most sweetly. In time of Pestilence it will be very serviceable, and where it lays hold it will a long time stick to your Coat.  
Here since I have taken you by the Nose, I must hold you a little longer: for I have a Secret to reveal to you, but it will trouble your Brains, and therefore I doubt you will take it in snuff. Yet as it concerns the Health both of your Soul and Body, I am bound in conscience to reveal it: make good use of it therefore for my sake, and i'll promise you every one shall pray for you.  

Pulvis sternutatorius.  
℞. Sem. nigel.  
Helleb. alb. an. ℈ i  
Majoranae.  
Rosmarin.  
Salviae an. ʒss.  
Moschi g. iij..  
Fiat pulvis. s.a.   
These and such like sneezing powders are never to be used but fasting: for you know, fasting and praying go always together.  
This following is safer and better: but you will be the less prayed for, 

℞. Pyrethri ℈. ss.  
Helleb. nig. ʒj.  
Nasturt. ʒss.  
Fiat pulvis.    
Tie it in a piece of fine cloth, and steep it in Rose water, and by smelling to it, it gently provokes sternutation.  
Here I have another Dish for some body which perchance little dreams of it, 

℞. Quatuor sem. frig. maj. an. ℥ ii.  
Sem. Papav. alb. lb. ss.  
Lactucae ℥ iiij.  
Hyoschyam. ℥ ii.  
Flor. Nymph.  
Violarum.  
Rosar. rub.  
Papav. rhead. an. p.iiij.  
Flor. Sambuci.  
summitat. Rutae an. P.ij.  
Macis  
Nuc. Moschat.  
Benzoini an. ʒuj.    
All grossly beaten infuse them four days in 

Aqua rosar.  
Lactucae  
Nenupharis  
Papav. rheadis an. lb. ii.    
Then strain it with a strong expression, to which you shall add 

Requies Nich. ℥ ss.  
Croci orient.  
Mumiae an. ʒiij.  
Camphorae  
Castorei. an.ʒj.    
Being well mixed, distil them according to Art. The Dose is ℥ ii. at your wonted hour of rest. This spoils all your Watches: Silenceth your Clocks, and makes you lose more time than you think of: The best property it hath, is, it makes a man forget all wrongs.  
All that is bad in it is this, that who ever takes of it he will be no more good for any thing a long time after.  
This is far safer and of better effect than any of the Vulgar narcotics, and it emulates our hermetical Laudanum, mitigating all Internal dolours, Inflammations, Inquietudi●i, &c.  
Gentlemen, I did let your Noses go a little too soon: here is a bloody Action put in against them, which may cost some of you your Lives. I should be very sorry to see any of my Guest throw away themselves by their own weakness. Believe me 'tis to be pitied, and I would spend part of my best blood to save them.  
Whensoever therefore Prodigious drops of blood shall fall from the upper Region of the microcosm, knock at our hermetical Cabinets Door: for there you shall find a sympatical Powder, which increaseth both in Quantity and Quality every time you make use of it: One Dragm of which is sufficient for an Army. 'Tis to be preserved in some little box in your Pocket, and when your Nose bleeds let but a drop or two fall on this Powder: then put up the Box presently from the Aer, and you shall find your blood stop miraculously. And thus it Cures all Fluxes of blood either of Man or Woman without any other helps. And this I have here Inserted, to add a Nerve to the Truth of our former Opinion.  
Here when I call to mind the Malice of Ignorance, I could play the Montinbanco and draw Teeth. But from whom? not from my Guess! but from the jaws of those {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} whose Canine and rabid Envy like that of Timonus the Athenian Man-hater (quod nihil ingratius animo concipiat quam erga Homines benevolum ac beneficum Deum se habere, eosque prosperè ac feliciter prospiciat degere) runs snarling and biting at every Man. Nay Nature herself cannot pass them! But because she is {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, and favours Man with the use of her Secrets, they hourly labour to discredit her, and ruin her Reputation with their Malignant Calumnies. But she is so well armed with her Panacaeae, and Truths Arcani, that in vain with Aesop's Dog they do but bark at the Moon.  
While I was Student in Padova, upon many particular occasions, I have often tasted of that bitter galenical Envy against hermetical discipline. Amongst which this was one.  
Walking one day in the Garden of Simples, with one of the professors of that Academy in physic: (and none of the Simplest neither) we gathered our Discourse out of our mother's apron: where I by chance taking up the Herb Heliotropium (whose name discovers his Solar Sympathy) it gave me occasion to sublimate the Terrestriety of our Discourse into celestial Influences, where rising from the bare and Elementary virtues of Herbs an other Vegetables▪ we flew up at last unto their Occult Qualities: where I made sure account to have adorned the naked Wings of my Quaesiti, with the choicest Feathers of this Old Asclepians Answers.  
I entered him upon the Signatures of Vegetables and minerals, telling him how many miraculous Cures I had seen from Sympatical Remedies, to the great Amazement of the Ignorant, and to the greater elegy of hermetic, whose enucleating Curiosity had thus stole into nature's most secret Mysteries.  
The good Man was so suddenly choleric to hear me attribute any Truth or belief to sympatical physic, that he had no leisure to answer me with Patience; but, calling me Paracelsian, he began very Galenically to rail in Method against our hermetic Discipline: telling me that if I had ever read Galen or Hippocrates, I should Impart little Honour to any of our Chymiatri, or Impyricall Charletaines, who contemning rational Method, apply themselves wholly to venomous minerals, magic Spells, and diabolical Characters.  
Our Art, in that University being prohibited! I durst not cure those broken Heads with our balsamical Reasons, which he so desperately wounded with the blunt Beetle of Ignorance.  
But letting him run on his Heat; his over angry Tongue had so bastonadoed his teeth, that at last they silenced him with a vendicative dolour. Nature I think visiting his Ignorance on purpose to show him the experience of her sympatical Secrets.  
Here like the Samaritan I took out a little viol from the Pharmacopaea of my Pocket, and proffered to lend him ease. Imagine with what scorn he contemned my younger practice: but bidding me follow him to the Apothecaries, I should see he was not destitute of Remedies far better than any of my Impyricall Fopperies. There he made a mixture of Theriaca with a grain or two of Opium, with which he filled the hollow Vault of his ruined Tooth. This by the narcoticall Sulphur of the Opium, stupefied the Nerve, and so for a while mocked his martyred sense with a seeming Ease: which brought him presently into the Vanity of his Secret Encomium, asking me how long I would undertake to dig before I found a Mineral so rarely qualified. I laughing asked how long it might be before he expected the return of his Currier: at which very Instant, his Opiate was now overcome; and his Dolour answered him in a Duplicate.  
Once more I abused him with courtesy, and desired him to make use of my sympatical Unguent: praying him but to draw blood from his aching Tooth with his tooth-picker, and make a Resignation of the stick to me; I would return him an Acquittance of his dolour, without any local application.  
My opportunity at last won his Obedience: and his Toothpick was no sooner buried in my sympatical unguent, but a sudden ease contradicted his Expectation. Who, like a Crocodyle, when I had picked the dolour out of his Teeth, he was like to have swallowed me up with his malicious Oratory: telling me that this Cure was diabolical, answerable to our hermetic Doctrine; and advised me not to make farther use of it, but to content my practice with rational galenical Ingredients.  
I must confess it angered me to hear a Philosopher so lost in Obstinacy, who blushed not to repay the use of nature's Secrets, with Ingratitude. His Ignorance gave my Teeth such an {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, that I could never since masticate a galenical salad.  
Gentlemen, I hope you are more rational, and better natured: and when a Tooth pains you, will rather make use of our sympatical Unguent, than draw it out.  
In this my cephalical Course, twenty to one but some old Lady will be looking for a Dish to renovate Natures defaced masterpiece with some artificial Shadow: Or to illuminate her Microcosmical Map with the superficial Beauty of our hermetical Tinctures.  
To say the Truth, I had prepared many Dishes for this effect: but my fear was lest some of our younger Beauties (whose Perfection is so complete that Nature herself hath many years since confessed she cannot add unto it) would▪ for want of more substantial Pastimes, fall a-dappling with our spagyrical Accidents: and like ambitious Painters, which never thinking their Retraits finished, with too much Curiosity spoil the whole piece. Indeed I should be heartily sorry to see a good Face marred for want of a playfellow.  
To such pregmaticall fancies therefore I will shortly (God willing) make a Present, wherein they shall find such variety of entertainment, that I doubt not but many a Fair Face will thank me for it.  
In the mean Time I wish that their busy Heads may nor abuse the innocency of their Beauty, cheating themselves of nature's Treasure under a Colour of fair dealing.  
The desire therefore which I have to see such Beauties flourish in their Meridian, hath made me lose many a nights sleep in Contemplation, before I could attain to their true external prophylactic. I sent the ambassadors of my fancy through every part of the World for Vegetables, minerals, Semimineralls, Fukes, Belletti, Smegmatick Secrets, unctions, Pomadoes, Waters, any thing that had or might be practised in that nature.  
Faith I found all to be but Curtains to a good Picture, which only kept the Dust from it, but Eclypsed the Glory of it.  
Yet I could not rest thus satisfied, but persuaded myself that Nature had given all things their Preservatives. In which contemplation I called to mind how that celestial Beauty, the Sun, used no other Art but fair Water, Morning and Evening washing his bright rays in that Fountain the Sea.  
This then as nature's best Secret for maintaining a lively, ruddy▪ clear, and Snowy skin, I freely impart to all fair Faces: wishing them to make some clear fountain their Painter, and to dabble there as long as they please: remembering that they make not that, their Glass of Philautia; and so Sacrifice their good Faces to Narcissus.   

THE THIRD COURSE hepatical.  
SEe what a merry Gossip Health is! she is always exciting us to Mirth. I have already wandered through two Parts of the World with her: in which Pilgrimage my ●ides are so larded with the Fat operation of ●er good Diet, mixed with the extravagancies of ●er ridiculous Mirth, that with a Months hard ●odging I might very well supply the defect ●f a Christmas Brawner. And now she hath ●ut me in this good plight, I must not leave ●er neither. If I but speak of parting, she ●enies me my Billeto di Sanita. Then she ●ugs me, kisseth me, bids me rouse up my ●pirits, laugh, sing, dance, and let care go a ●atter-wauling. She swears that she is in love with my good Diet▪ and doteth on the Temperance of my Youth: and tells me that I shall do very ill to leave her, that have so often protested that I could not live well without her.  
Faith I felt all this to be true! And though I knew her to be a noted Strumpet● one that would sell herself to any man for a little good Diet. Besides how Inconstant she was drawing every man's Eyes upon her to corrupt her; and letting every Boy lie with her. Again▪ accustomed to feed on the best and would not be brought out of her good Diet; but if she misliked her feeding, leave a man. Yet considering that she was of good blood, honest Parentage, always well disposed, and of good breeding; Full of Mirth, a●●fable, not subject to any Ill humours Fair, and of a pure Complexion. Her virtues being equivalent with her vices; I fell so far in Love with her, that I made her Lady of my Desires & in short time she won so far upon me, that she governed me, and withal made me so fond of her, that if I were absent but a Minute from her me thought I was Sick. In fine▪ let her be in what humour she would, I was her Morpheus, and Imitated: if she slep'd so did I. If she were distempered▪ So was I● And being thus lost in the Labyrinth of Love: let her wander where she please I have vowed to follow, humour her, and beat her charges.  
Thus captivated there did I  
Fall in the veins of Poesy.  
The magic of my Mistress Eyes  
Made me no more apologise:  
But at a look, where e'er she went,  
Follow I must, or lose Content.  
Here tothth' hepatic land she'd go,  
Where Delicacies overflow:  
And there she promised I should see  
Mars in a Box of Quidini.  
Next Venus Court, Whereas I might  
In time with Cupid lose my Sight.  
But ear these Wonders I could see  
I first an Israelite must be,  
And pass the mercy of a flood  
Which some baptize the Sea of blood.  
There I was Sea-sick and would fain  
With health's permission open a vein:  
No she would no such bloody Trick,  
She'd first for company be sick;  
Empty my stomach, and she said  
The Red-Seas fury would be laid.  
After those Waves had played their sport, 
Vena. Porta.   
At last they brought us to a Port  
Whose milky Torrent drove us in  
To love's restoring magazine.  
Here sweet Health laughs, gives me a buss,  
And bids me hug my Genius;  
Then shows where Venus hid her Treasure,  
Some for Health and some for Pleasure,  
Next her Temple (whereat she bows)  
Then her Altar, than her vows,  
(Upon which Altar, a Chalice stood  
Brim full of desperate lover's blood)  
Bids me be modest, shut mine Eyes,  
Lest I were called to Sacrifice.  
And here she showed that fatal Well  
Wherein she said Narcissus fell.  
Hence in all haste my Love departs  
And ushers out the Queen of Hearts,  
Whose Deity was magnified  
By a rich Train of Courtly Pride.  
Her Whiteboy Cupid flew before  
To ●orce all strangers to adore  
His mother's beauty; For which intent  
His Bow was always ready bent.  
Next came Intemp●rance with a Cup  
Of ruddy Nectar: Drinks it up,  
And then grows wanton: At me she ran  
And kissed me twice. Here Health began  
To swell look big, and puffing to me said,  
I was to blame to kiss love's Chambermaid.  
I prayed my Mistress not to take it ill:  
Since she kissed me, 'twas manners to stand still.  
In this Distemper Venus came,  
Who calls my Mistress by her name,  
And asked where she that Youngster had  
Which made her Maid intemperance mad.  
Quoth Health, a stranger 'tis, would be  
A pupil in your Nursery.  
Venus straight swore, he's Patron here,  
Such Guest we have not every year:  
My Family is so decayed  
That I am forced to woe my Maid  
Intemperance, to bring me In  
Some able Sparks a gossipping.  
Here Venus kissed me, and protests  
For Health sake she'd obey my hests,  
Her Mart from hence as Old she'd quite deny,  
I was chief Member of her Family.  
She bids intemperance to retire,  
And charge her Cooks to lay tothth' Fire  
Their egg-pies, Marrows, armed Fishes,  
What they thought restoring Dishes.  
To see her dining Chamber were  
Perfumed against Guest entered there,  
And to express our Wellcome more,  
Bade her strew Rushes at the Door.  
Then to her Palace she invites  
The fury of our Appetites.  
Here health corrupted was she said  
By a strong Phylter from love's Maid,  
And therefore followed, 'gins to dance,  
And kisses sweet Intemperance.  
Entering, stood Hercules at the Door  
As Portar, and a lamb's skin wore.  
No sooner in, but Venus she  
Kissed me again to welcome me.  
First by the kitchen door we passed,  
Where I a sheepish eye did cast  
Upon the Cooks (fair Ladies all)  
So busy at the funeral  
Of hot Potatoes, young Cock Sparrows,  
Whose graves they digged in pies of Marrow.  
That Men interred by such a strong refection  
Must needs expect a speedy resurrection.  
Some which delighted not in pies  
Were knuckle deep in Quidinyes.  
There Geladini, Consummadi,  
Cockbroth, Caudles, Pineoladi,  
Eggs and Amber, Maqueroni  
Avec Gallorum Coglioni  
Made those sweet Lady's sweat and labour so  
That every Juncture seemed in Balneo.  
Health whispered here into mine Ear,  
And said those meats I must forbear,  
Lest that Temptation should at length  
Force me to go beyond my strength.  
Hence passing up to love's sweet Chamber,  
Where every step was Musk, and Amber,  
Venus to vary her sweet blisses,  
Numbered our steps with sugared kisses,  
And when we entered at the Door  
She multiplied a thousand more.  
There a round Table spread I found  
With Diaper hanging to the ground,  
Where the first Course did ready lie  
Epecting hunger's Battery.  
Venus' uncovered all her Dishes,  
Better cheer for me she wishes,  
Bids me fall to: then guides my hand  
Into a Dish of Marzapan.  
My Appetite being up, I fed  
Like one new risen from the dead.  
And had't not been for Eggs and Ling  
I had endangered surfeiting.  
Venus there saw I was distasted,  
Whispers to Cupid; who straight hasted,  
Brings, sweet waters in a Dish  
For us to wash after our Fish.  
After a Cup or two of Wine,  
A kiss, a smile, in little Time  
The second Course here entered in.  
I fed as I had famished been.  
My hunger was so sharply set  
I laid about me till I sweat.  
Venus so taken was at this  
My mouth she oft stopped with a kiss.  
Swearing I was a welcome guest,  
Whose hunger did commend her Feast.  
Health was content that I should here  
Participate of Venus' cheer,  
Until she saw a third Course come,  
Then she'd have had me left the room.  
My Herculean Pillar there she said that I  
Must straight put up, and non plus ultra cry.  
How to please both I could not tell,  
Venus I loved, and Health as well.  
If I neglected what was there  
Love thought I scorned such homely fare;  
If I exceeded 'twas a chance  
But Health would scorn m'Intemperance.  
Here I grew dull, and very sad.  
Venus or drunk, or else half mad,  
Claps in my spoon into a Pot  
Of perfumed jelly scalding hot,  
And cried 'twas a restoring bit  
For such as Diet Health with Wit.  
I cursed a Pox upon her jelly,  
Wished spoon and Pot within her Belly,  
Gave her knocks which made her lie  
For half an hour in ecstasy,  
Flung down the Table, Split her Dishes,  
Rent all her napkins, burned the Rushes,  
Broke Cupid's head, & called Health Whore,  
Made her drink drunk and sleep inth'Dore:  
Then up I went, called Bacchus in,  
Where he and I afresh begin.  
Mars hid himself within the Barrel,  
Let out the Wine to make us quarrel▪  
Bacchus begins a double glass  
Unto my Mistress Sanitas,  
I swore I'd pledge it full as deep,  
And make her drink it in her sleep.  
Health in a Dream here staggering up  
Made Venus rise: Then takes my Cup  
And challenged Bacchus. Venus she  
Filled Cupid's Quiver▪ and challenged me  
With a deep draught, a good yard long,  
Of Bristol Milk, pleasant but strong,  
Whose practice made her heave it in,  
As though't had but a spoonful been.  
Half spent before, I could not stand,  
Against this Bachanalian,  
I still gave back, and durst not venture,  
Fearing I should not reach the centre.  
Venus the slut begins to boast,  
And ask if I would have a Toast.  
Or if I'd have a Neats-tongue pie,  
The which she said would make me dry,  
To save my Credit (for I saw  
A woman's will would hear no law,  
And though it were a venial Sin,  
Drunk or sober she'd have't in)  
To it I went, and at first bout  
I sucked but half the Quiver out.  
She smiled and bade me try again.  
I feared the breaking of a Vein.  
Yet this I saw, that she was laid  
And could not stand; Yet must be paid,  
Swearinged should cost another fall  
But she would see me take up all.  
Mad Girl quoth I, then drink't I wool  
Although it wear a Pulpit full.  
here's to thy Mars. Were Vulcan up  
we'd make his horn our second Cup.  
And know that I am none of those  
Which sleep when th'Glass is at their Nose  
Oh how she hugged me for that word!  
But lo comes Health armed with her sword  
And vows if that we do not fly,  
Mars would be at us by and by.  
For she had spied in Bacchus' Butt  
A man lie armed from Head to Foot,  
And asking Bacchus who 'twas there,  
He trembling said God Mars I fear.  
Tush let him come out of his barrel  
Quoth Venus! I'll maintain your quarrel  
What do you tremble at his sight?  
My Courtiers must expect to fight.  
At this boy Bacchus staggers up,  
And forced my Mistress t'other Cup.  
I flung a bowl of Sack in's eyes,  
And bade him learn to Temporize:  
Here Bacchus flung me to the ground,  
His barrel broke, the hoops ran round,  
God Mars awaked, and out he comes,  
Where head 'gainst head excused for drums.  
Health here was wounded; so was I.  
Venus fell in a Lethargy,  
The loss of blood made Mars retire.  
Bacchus still cast new coals inth'fire.  
A bloody Fray there had you seen,  
If Somnus had not entered in,  
Who did his heavy Club advance  
And knocked us all into a Trance.  
Sanitas was dreaming here  
Of Bacchus' bowls and Venus cheer,  
So whilst I slep'd, she stole away  
Three hours before the break of Day.  
Out of this trance when I awaked,  
My brains they crowed, my back that ached.  
I felt for Health; looked under th' bed,  
Faith she was gone. There I halt dead  
Caldoro Cupid: told him I was dry,  
Pray him to bring some Quidiny.  
The Jacknapes Boy gave a blind look,  
Bade me to's Mother, she was Cook.  
I flung my slippers at his head  
And weakly crawling out the Bed  
I crope to Venus' chamber Door  
〈…〉 to enter as before.  
She thrust me back, and swore she'd see  
What arms I bare ear in I be.  
I knew 'twas Death for any one to bring  
Tothth' privy Chamber a Pocket pistol In.  
Therefore I durst not strive to enter  
Lest that my firelock peradventer  
Should take fire: But only asked if she  
Knew where my Sanitas might be.  
Alas quoth Venus' corn you here  
To seek for Health! since fifteen year  
I never saw that sober lass  
Your Diaetetick Sanitas,  
Go home and fast with bread and water,  
You'll see your Mistress will come after.  
Did not I tell you Gentlemen what an Inconstant Baggage this Health was. She was not only content to entice me to a Bawdy House and there leave me; but she must rob me of my Poetry too. Well she shall not scape me thus. Rather than lose her i'll follow her in Prose: for in that disguise I may chance to recover her, since the very name of a Poet makes her hide herself in the Buttery. I know this is but a trick of hers to make me forsake Venus' Court and follow her: for I remember at her parting she seemed much distempered only at the sight of Venus, wishing her as far as Naples.  
Had she not spoke that in cold blood I should have had little reason to believe her; since I ever found her Venus bosom friend, and always alluring me to her Court. Nay I could never rest for her, until she had entered me there: where for her sake I was content to do any thing, and yet the Peevish slut would ever be hitting me in the teeth with my inconstancy; though she know 'twas for her sake I first became dishonest.  
I think few men would do so much for a Mistress as I have done for her. I was content to lead my obedience into the race of her Method: where I always run one Course, fed upon one dish, exercised but once a day, drunk but one sort of drink, never flattered Appetite with more sauces than one, which was Hunger: & yet this precise girl would not be content. Let her dance over her monologies with her lean sister Temperantia and she will. For my part if I but find her again, I'll teach her another course of life: she shall be glad to dance after my Pipe, or i'll make her heart blood smart for it.  
To go back again to Venus' Court to seek her, I have no inclination in the World: neither doth hope give me any assurance of finding her there. Yet find her I must that's Certain, or else all will not go well.  
I am almost of Opinion that if I could but regulate myself according to the custom of these hepatic Inhabitants, and settle myself well here but one forty days, and let health run out her course, that in the end she would come sweating to me again. But I fear I shall not digest their hard Diet.  
The other day in a hungry humour I was looking about in the cook's shops here for some choice bit: faith I could find nothing but dry livers, and a kind of black burned broth they made which was bis●cotto.  
I asked the Cooks what they did with the rest of their better meat? they said that I was come in a very ill hour, and that they had already sent all their best provision to the cardiacal Prince's Court.  
Yea thought I! here is no abode for me: i'll none of your chewed meat. Hence wandering up and down in this bloody land; I came at length into a passage so narrow, that at every step I galed my elbows. 
Vesica fellis.  The bitterness of the Passage, and the fury it put me into made my legs make many a motion to begon out of it. As hasty as I was, I could go but slowly, every limb being overloaden with passion. If I had ●et my Mistress there, I had beaten her out of all Reason.  
I thought this had been the way to Venus' hospital, it made me sweat so: but in over●oing a little more labour I found it was a ●lind passage to Mars his arsenal. Where I was no sooner entered, but I fell in choler with Ajax Lieutenant of the Guard for stain●ng my stockings▪  
Here I saw a great number of Fachini strongly loaden with Vast Baskets on their shoulders, hasting to a little bitter well, where ● saw them open their burdens, taking somewhat out of their Baskets, dipping of it in the water, and presently retiring of it again. My Curiosity was upon thorns to understand the Mystery of their exercise. So that drawing towards them and discovering their Baskets to be full of human Tongues, I asked one of them what secret might be enclosed in that bitter Ceremony.  
Quoth he! the Women of the Hepatick●and (being all sanguine and me●ry Gossips) one day at a public Feast in Venus' Court were all so silenced by the thundering Rodom●n●adoes of the Garrison soldiers of Mars his arsenal, that their Tongues grew cold for want of Motion. Here they called a counsel among themselves, how they might arrive to this braving humour. A Virago start up, and persuaded them that the best, and readiest way was to single out one of those soldiers from his Cameradi, and said she i'll undertake with the smell only of a Baston to make him confess where they stole our Female Treasure o● Talking an how they became so nimble Linguists. This was approved of by all, and suddenly executed.  
They made Venus call up one of those Garrison soldiers into her Chamber, there they all set their tongues on a wheel, and run upon him with so violent a Prologue that Thunder seemed still music to it. The soldier, accustomed to such storms, answered their Thunder with such a rimbombo, that his Ecco's eat up their Audience. Here my Virago takes him by the bigoteroes▪ and by virtue of a bed-staf● first chared him to be more masculine, and let silence skin his Tongue which over galld with his continual motion, and then give them leave to talk to whom other arms were prohibited. Next quoth she I conjure thee by this fearful Maedusa's head of thine (for he was a Spaniard) to reveal truly unto us, where you with the rest of your Companions have learned this Womanish Art, and verbal Bravery. My poor D●● promises upon his knees, if they would omit Violence he should discover how and where he was thus possessed. Venus herself secured him that no hand should be guilty of injury, only let him disclose his secret.  
Why then quoth he, you must first know that our Court of Guard in Mars his arsenal, when Nature first practised chemistry, was her Laboratory. Mars being troubled with too many white-livered soldiers (such as durst never serve but in some Garrison where there was never any likelihood of employment) one day discoursing merrily with dame Nature concerning the philosopher's stone, he told her that his curiosity led him not into those golden vanities; so that his soldiers were paid, heed never mo●l for other Treasure. But quoth he if I thought your skill afforded any secret to arm a Coward with Valour, I should gladly carry coals and be your pupil.  
In that, Quoth Nature you speak of Impossibilities▪ for those kind of men are composed of a metal so dull cold and Saturnine, that like Salamanders, they resist and extinguish our actuating fires: so that I am ever fain to thrust them into the World do baked.  
Yet said she, this I can do; I will make you a spagyrical water which shall give cowardice an external Tincture of Valour: into which let the dullest Spirited Man in your Camps but dip his Tongue, and he shall seem another M●gaera; and maintain in a soldier's stile that the Valour of Achilles, and the labours of Hercules were but a game at Cudggells in Comparrison of those Conquests, sieges, batteries, Assaults, Skirmishes, Amboschadoes, Pitch'd-Battells, Combats, Sea-fights, duels, &c. Which the World can witness his Arm to be the author of.  
Now as I am a soldier, quoth Mars, this Secret must not be lost. And though in our Actions 'twill lend us but little succour; yet be it only to delight our colonels, and Commanders at a siege, when they want Pastime to call one of these Rodomontadi into their Tents, and hear him batter Castles with his Tongue, It will be very acceptable to me if you please to favour me with it.  
Nature told him, very willingly, and withal desired his patience to stand by, and see the Operation, which she promised him would be very delightful to him.  
Then she first took of Tongues and galls of 

Bulls.  
Bears.  
Wolves.  
Dogs.  
Magpies.  
Dawes.  
Parretts.  
Parrakitoes.  
jays.  
cuckoos.  
Nightingales. an. n. j.    
From Vegetables she took these Herbs 

Cynoglossum.  
Hippoglossum.  
Arnoglossum.  
Buglossum.  
Ophioglossum an. M. j.    
From Reptilia animalia she took of the tongues and tails of 

Vipers.  
Adders.  
Snakes.  
Lizards an. num. j.    
From spagyrical Compositions she took of 

Aurum fulminans.  
Aqua fortis.  
Gunpowder. an. lb. j.    
From every great Bell she took a Clapper, from every Apothecaries great Mortar she took a pestle. These she mixed all with the former; and then luted them up in great Bells, and so calcined them in the Aetna.  
The Ashes of which she dissolved in a water distilled from all the Violent Torrents and after Filtrated it first through the leaves of Calepine (to make her Operation the more verbal) then through twelve new Moons, thereby to attract the essence of their Change and variable inconstancy.  
Being well Filtrated, she distiled all through a Trumpet, and then separated the Phlegma as unprofitable in this Work.  
The Spirits which remained, she put into the Mouth of a Canon, closely luting it Sigillo Hermetico, and then Circulated them twelve years in the Primum mobile: where contrary to our spagyrical Circulating fires, they became more agile, mobile, and volatile. Those Spirits thus Circulated she mixed with a mouthful of the Quintessence of every erratic Star. Then she opened the Graves of all new deceased Lawyers, Charlitani, Tripe-wives, Oyster-Wives, and such like talkative people; cut out all their Tongues, and with the skins thereof she made a great Bladder; which bladder she strongly luted with drumheads; and then filled it up with Storms, Tempests whirlwinds, Thunders, Lightnings▪ &c. Those for their better Incorporation she set (twelve other years) in a Ruff Sea in Fermentation. Which finished, she mixed these with the former: and to be sure there should not remain the least breath of Phlegma, she rectified them every day thrice in a Balneo of quicksilver twelve other years.  
Lastly, to inrabiate the whole Elixir, and make it the more Canine, she cut a vein under the Tongue of the Dog-Star, drawing from thence a pound of the most choleric, adust, and malign blood; from which she Sublimated the Spirits, & after mixed them with the foam of a mad Dog. Then incorporating all together, she returned them into the former Bladder, Stitching it up only with the Nerves of Socrates his Wife.  
And thus she finished her Operation, and presented it to Mars; bade him put it into any Spring, Well or Fountain, and it should suddenly contaminate the Water with that talkative virtue.  
Mars presently (said the soldier) put it into our Well here in the Court of Guard in his arsenal, and commanded the better part of his soldiers once in the year to dip their Tongues in this Water, whereby (quoth he) fair Ladies I became so bitter a Linguist.  
And said he▪ if this be the ground of your ●uarrell▪ I wish that all your tongues were perboiled in that water that so you might ne●er be taken Prisoners by that dull Enemy si●ence.  
Here, the Women had no patience to thank him; but turning him speedily out of the Chamber (as having what they looked for) they presently began a new to consult, how they might get their Tongues washed in this Well; knowing that it was prohibited for any of their Sex to enter Mars his arsenal.  
Some of them (whose itching tongues could not admit of delay) longing to have a lick at this Water, stole privately out of the Chamber, and home they ran; put on their husband's breeches, and a way to Mars they went, took pay, and were admitted into his Court of Guard.  
The rest, concluded, that Venus, having a great Command over Mars, should petitionate to him that all the womens' tongues (of the hepatic land) might once in the year be dipped into his Lexicon to make them Talkative. Mars for Venus' sake (being resolved likewise never to marry) gave them licence; but upon promise they would send their Tongues but once a year, and never to come personally.  
And thus, said the Fachin, once a year I and my Camaradi (we having purchased the Monopoly) gain more upon this Day than our families can consume all the year following: not a Woman omitting the day appointed, to send their tongues, with a double Fee; to have them the better washed.  
This amazed me more than any thing I had hitherto seen in my travels.  
And indeed, the strangeness of it had eat up my belief, had I not heard the tongues which he had washed lie●▪ scolding in his Basket. Then I asked this Fac●ino whether he had ever washed his wife's tongue yet? Oh quoth he, she could never sleep until she had it: insomuch that I am glad to wash mine own tongue twice for her once, and yet not able to silence her. Upon this I desired him to give me a little bottle of that water to carry into my Country as a Rarity. By no means quoth he, for it will make you run Mad and scold withal you meet. Why then said I are not all your Women mad? Marry replied he so they are, more or less, according to my discretion in washing them.  
I began to thank Jove here, that this Well was so far from our Country: though I did suspect that some of them had been licking here. The general love therefore which I bare to that Sex, made me in pity, not able to see their Tongues so infected; but drawing my Sword I beat away more than a hundred of those Tongue-loaden Knaves, which were coming to this Well: (presuming that some wittol or other would put me in his prayers for it) and then knowing I had committed an error by drawing my sword in the arsenal, out I ran all in Choler, and as yellow as a Kites leg. I had not gone far from thence, but I met my wandering Mistress Sanitas with a double Tertian on her back. She perceived that I had been lately in Choler, which made her come shaking to me, and excuse her long absence with trembling Apologies. I took her by the hand (which Fear had benumed with a sleepy chillness) and asked her why she trembled so? Oh quoth she, the fear which I have that you will not keep me, turns me all into a jelly. So that the Organ pipe of your breath only makes me answer you in quavers.  
The poor Girl lent me such pitiful looks, that I had a feeling of her misery: wherefore I presently eased her of the burden of her Song, and took a Tertian on my Back, in place of a knapsack, and away we went to seek out some charitable hospital. Thus thinking speedily to depart out of the Torrid-Zone of this hepatic Land contra●y to expectation we found all the passages stopped, by a great inundation of Waters: an affliction surely sent from Heaven to punish those corrupt Livers. This made us lie at Anchor one Month the longer: where I had much ado to keep life in my Mistress Sanitas, finding no provision there that was Edible, all things being so unsavoury with those brackish waters, that what ever we put into our Mouths Nature thought time lost in masticating them. Hence not only we, but all the inhabitants grew weak, some pale, some greenish▪ others yellow, and black, all sickly, for want of our fomer good nourishment.  
It would have mollified a Heart of Adamant to have seen those matchless beauties of this climate▪ young Lasses of fourteen years, ruddy and sanguine▪ have their Virgin beauties Eclypsed by the green Mantle of love's standing Pool.  
Young married Wives whose tender Palates having been lately accustomed to feed on fresh and dainty bits, now finding their Markets ill served, with dull and sapless salads; their Beccarii full of drowned Calves whose flagging, and flashy flesh, scarce sweet, their Dogs formerly would not have gaped at: not able to subsist with this course diet, rather choose to feed upon green fruits, and frutta nova, until at last their forbidden diet bring them into a Tympany.  
Young lusty bachelors here, which entered into Pension at other men's Tables, never remembering this general inundation, but finding their diet altered, their meat rank, stale, and of a fishly savour; they suspecting the Cause to be their hostess' desire of gain, forsake her Table straggle up and down, taking here a snap, and there a snap, until at last many littles of what is bad, corrupt them making them perfect Pythagorists and abhor all flesh ever after.  
Gentlemen, if any of you be Travellers, and Curiosity lead you at any time to visit the hepatic Dominions, see first in the Map of my travels whether you can make any observations profitable for so dangerous, and desperate a Voyage▪ Read my description of Venus' Court, and see if her entertainment can allure you out of your Country. And when you go, be sure to make Health your Mistirss, and when you come to Venus' table, let not that wanton Hostess entice you to disorder. Or if she do▪ do not drink your Mistress drunk that she might not be Jealous, and then play false under Nose. Have a special Care likewise that you be not too familiar with that Lady Venus, for she is Mistress unto the Viceroy Spiritus Naturalis, of those hepatic territories, who will play the Tyrant if he take you napping: bringing you first on your knees to a public Confession, and then delivering you into the Hands of the Tormentor, who puts you into a little Hole like a Tub, and feeds you with nothing but dry musty Crufts, and puddle water, the very smell whereof puts you into symptomatical sweats. There he'll smoke you like a Bacon hog: and for forty days you must expect twice a day to be stewed in your own grease. Believe me every bone will have a feeling of his Torments, and though at last he relieve you, yet you shall never be your own man again.  
If you encounter with Bacchus (as he is never from Venus' Court) be sure that your first Cup be a parting Cup. And for Mars come not near him, lest you grow choleric, and so be inflamed, to your great loss of blood.  
This hepatic Land is so delicious, and bewitching, that few young men return from hence without a Calenture.  
Considering therefore how many strong and well-fleshed bodies are brought low in the Torrid-Zone of this hepatic land, I have altogether laboured in this third Course to feed you as Venus fed me, only with Restoratives, that you may travel more cheerfully with me unto the cardiacal Court.  
But first that you may examine the honesty of our Splenditore, I shall desire you here to oversee what hepatical Ingredients he hath brought out of Galen's Market, before he deliver them to the Cook, and his Lardery▪ that so if the Cook and he should afterwards play false; you may find it in your Dishes.  

hepatical Ingredients which Heat and Corroborate a cold weak Liver.  
Agrimon.  
Absinth.  
Capill. ♀  
Salvia.  
Cuscuta.  
Asarum.  
Schaenant.  
Spica.  
Agerat.  
Faenicul.  
Apium.  
Asparag.  
Eupator. Avicen.  
Helenicum.  
Flos Tunicis.  
wae pas.  
Pistachia.  
Sem. calida.  
Cal. aromat.  
Cassia lig.  
cinnamon.  
Aromata omnia.  
Nucl. Persic.  
Lig. Indic.  
Sassafras.  
Rad. Chinae.  
Sassaparill.   

Such as Cool and strengthen a hot Liver.  
Endivia.  
Cichoria.  
Scariota.  
Dens Leon.  
Portulac.  
Rosae.  
Violae.  
Nimphaea.  
Acetosa.  
Fragaria.  
Sem. frig.  
Hordeum.  
Santal.  
Camphor.  
Pom. gran.  
ribs.  
Berberis.  
Melones.  
Cerasa.  
Acetum.  
Serum Capr.   
Now that our liquid Restoratives may run down with a better relish, we will first fall to our Biscuit.  
And for this purpose our Cook here presents you with a French Biscuit, which he hath borrowed from a French Cook; and to make it the more sympatical with your Diet, he gives it here another heat.  

℞. Of the purest flower, lb. ss.  
Of the whitest Sugar, ℥ iiij.  
Cream of Pinioli.  
Cream of Pistacks  
Cream of Almonds. an. ℥ j.  
Oil of anise. an. g. x.  
Oil of cinnamon. an. g. x.   
With four or five fresh Eggs beaten together in Almond milk made with Rosewater, mix all together, s.a. Of which make your Biscuit in what shape you please, and then recommend it to the Oven.  
Next comes in play a martial bread, Panis Martius, which the French Character stamps into Maquaron; whose composition, is thus,  
℞. Sweet Almonds blanched, lb j. beat them exquisitely in a mortar, moisten them with rose-water, then incorporate therewith of the best white Sugar lb j. Gum Dragant dissolved in Rosewater, with three or four whites of eggs, beat all to a perfect mixture, and make your Maquarons, and dry them only with a temperate heat.  
These give a speedy nourishment, and are therefore necessary in all Consumptions of the Liver and Lungs.  
From Biscuit we will fall to our diet d●ink: presuming every man to wax dry after a Crust.  
That we may remember therefore our merry days past, let's drink our own Healths ●n this hepatical Cup: and if the last Man quarrel because there's nobody to pledge him; let him call his Mistress Sanitas in play, and then all will go well.  

The first hepatical Diet drink,  
℞. Agrimon.  
Fol. Salviae.  
Cochlear.  
Eupator. Avic. an. M. j.  
Flor. Rosmarin.  
Spicae. an. P. j.  
Sem. Faenic.  
Anis. an. ℥ ss.  
Rad. Asparag.  
Petrosel.  
Faenicul. an. ℥ j.  
cinnamon.  
Zinzib.  
Calam. arom. an. ℥ iij..  
Sassafras. ℥ vi.  
Passularum. lb. ss.   
All prepared according to art, and put up in a canvas Bag, Cast it into a little barrel of White Wine, or new Wort. Then have you a diet drink both therapeutic and prophylactic in all cold Distempers of the Liver, preserving likewise every Part from Obstructions the original of most Diseases.  

The Second Hepat. Diet drink,  
℞ Rad. Chinae.  
Santalor. om. an. ℥ vi.  
Rad. Cichor.  
Endiv.  
Nymph.  
Liqu●rit. an. ℥ j.  
Flor. Rosar. rub.  
Violar.  
Nymphae. an. P.j.  
Sem. Portulac.  
Lact.  
Papav. alb. an. ʒiij.   
With these proceed as with the former, but taking small Wort, and you shall find it a Singular Cooler after your travels in the hepatic Torrid Zone.  
And who ever loves Coursing, and is at the charge of a running Nag, he shall find this his best watering.  

The third Hepat. Diet drink.  
℞ Lig. Guaiac.  
Sassaparil.  
Sassafras.  
Rad. Chinae an. ℥ ii.  
Sem. Anisi.  
Faenic. an. ℥ j.  
Rad. Glycyrrhys.  
Cichoriae.  
Endiviae. an. ℥ ss.  
cinnamon.  
Nuc. mosch.  
Galangae. an. ʒij.   
Enclose all in a barrel of White wine, and ●●serve it to your use, which is an Excellent ●●yer of all superfluous humidityes of this ●epatick soil; corroborates and califies a ●●ld distempered Liver, Evacuates all malign ●apours per Diaphorisin, and restores it to his natural temper. Therefore I recommend it ●●all Philogynists.  
Before you drink any more Healths give our Palate a little dry Gust, and taste of these ●egall Pastes, which in all Consumptions, ex●●ustion of Spirits, lost forces, bring you in ●●e Field again and make you Combatant.  

The first regal Paste.  
℞ Amygdal. dulc. decort..  
Nucleor. Pineor.  
Pistachior. an. ℥ iii.j.  
Sem. Cucum.  
Cucurb.  
Melon. an. ℥ j. ss.   
All beaten in a Mortar, irrigate them with rose-water, then add Sacch. alb. ℥ twelve. Peni●●dii. ℥ ii. Gum. Arab. ℥ iij.. Amyli. ℥ j. Fiat● past. Regal. s.a. The which is an excellent restoring cooler.  

The Second regal Paste.  
℞ Pulp. Capon. assi.  
Perdic. assatar.  
Carnium Testud.  
Cancror. fluviat. inVin.  
alb. let. Et in aq. hord.  
decoctar. an. ℥ iiij.  
Pinearum recent. mund. in aq. rosar  
tepid. per 4. horas infusar. ℥ iij..  
4. sem. frig. major. mund.  
Amygdal. dulc. decort.. an. ℥ ii.  
Penidiorum. ℥ j. ss.   
All beat in a Marble Mortar; pass them through a Scive with rose-water: to which you shall add Sacchar. alb. in aq. rosar. dissolute. lb. j. Sacchar. cand.. ℥ ii. gum. Tragaeant. ʒiij. Boil them all with a gentle fire unto a convenient conglutination, which when it cools, you shall adorn with these jewels, 

Salis Perlar.  
Salis Coral. an. ʒij.    
Then make it up into little Cakes of what form your Fancy falls into, and dry them in a tepid Oven.  
This for Restoring exceeds all, and is able to incarnate a {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} repairing Nature so fully her losses, that she will run Mad to be gaming again.  

The third regal Past.  
℞ Rad. satire. in jure Capon. ebullit.  
Et postea cum aq. ros. cribat. ℥ iiij.  
Amygdal. dulc. decortic.  
Pistach. mund.  
Pinear. mund. an. ℥ iij..  
Pulp. rad.. fring. per crib. passat.  
Pulp. rad.. Pastinac. cribr. an. ℥ ii.  
Farin. Cicerum. ℥ ij.ss.  
Scinci marini. ℥ ss.  
Galangae.  
Zinzib. condit. an. ʒiij.  
Vitel. ovor. recent. num. x.  
Sacchar. alb. lb. j.ss.  
Fiat Past. Reg. s.a.   
I did very Ill I did not reserve this third regal Past until the end of my Banquet: for I fear 'twill make some of you rise before the last Course enter.  
You hotter Livers, shall use for a Cooler this ensuing Amygdaline Milk: which in Summer heats, and after other calefying exercises, you shall find inflamed Nature repay your Charity in cooler terms.  

Lae Amygdalinum.  
℞ Amygdal. decort.. ℥ iiij.  
Sem. Cucum.  
Papav. alb.  
Lactuc.  
Melon. an ℥ j.   
Macerate all four hours in rose-water, then with Sugar. q.s. fiat lac. Amygd.  
Here is an Italian Dish for you Gentlemen, very substantial and pleasant: and I doubt not but when you have tasted of it you will gladly enrich your Cooks with the ℞.  
I will not bid you fall to whilst 'tis hot: for 'tis to be eaten cold.  

Bianco mangiare.  
℞. Of the flower of Rice. lb. ss.  
dissolve it in Milk, q.s.   
Then take the pulp of a young Capon tender boiled, sweet Almonds numb. twenty-four. beat these well in a Mortar, then mix them with the Milk, and Rice: pass all through a Course cloth, adding thereto what quantity of Sugar you please: Then boil it on a soft fire, still stirring it, until it coagulate into the consistence of a strong jelly: when it begins to cool add thereto of Amber, and musk dissolved in Rose water as much as shall render it a grateful odour.  
But for those which are brought so low, that Nature is almost desperate of ever giving another flesh Livery, to such I present this ensuing Restorative or Consummada, which above all other, manifests his effects in a most momentary Operation, replenishing the Veins faster with blood, than assimilation can dispense of it.  
The Prime way for Consummadoes.  
℞. An old Capon exenterated, his neck, wings, and feet cast away▪ and the rest cut into small pieces. Then take one or two Partridges, the flesh of a leg of Veal all cut small then macerate all 24. hours in white Wine. Then put the Wine and flesh into a great glass Phialam with ℥ ss of cinnamon, and two nutmegs grossly beaten prepared Pearls and coral of each ʒiij. Flowers of Borage, Bugloss, an. P. j. All being well mixed together and the Orifice of your Glass exactly stopped, set it ●n Balneo bulliente where let it boil well for eight or nine hours without Intermission. Then strain all through a corpse Canvas, separating the fat which swims on the superficies, and if there yet appear any sign of Crudity, reboil it again between two dishes until its whiteness manifests a perfect decoction. Of which you are to take but three or four spoonfuls warm, reiterating the same every three hours: and thus in little time you may promise your bones a Winter Coat.  
Here is done Consummadoes x German Signior Geladino, who petitionates as a wellwisher to your State, and desires to enter into pay: pray Sirs judge him not at first sight to be a Coward, because he trembles when any Man toucheth him: for upon my Word he is hearty enough, and deserves to be your Corporall.  

Geladina.  
℞. A Capon of two years old,  
the flesh of a leg of Veal,  
four Calves feet,  
White Wine,  
Fair water. an. lb vi.   
Boil all in a new earthen vessel, scuming of all the fat: when 'tis well boiled, strain it, separating all the fat. Then put this broth into a new vessel with lbj. ss. of Sugar. Cinnamon unbeaten ℥ ss. Cloves num. 12. boil it again a little, then add thereto the whites of two eggs; then rebo●l it again, and pass it per manic. Hip. s.a. before it cool mix a little Musk, and Amber dissolved in rose-water with it.  
These hepatical Dishes which you have hitherto fed upon do only restore: here I will close up your stomachs with a therapeutic Dish▪  

An hepatical Antidote.  
℞. Agrimon.  
Fol. Eupator. Avi●.  
Absinth.  
Salviae. an. M.j.  
Faenic.  
Rad. Petrosel.  
Aspar.  
Helenii. an. ℥ j.  
Spicae.  
Flor. Salviae.  
Tunicis. an. P.j.  
Faeniculi.  
Sem. Anisi.  
Carui. an. ℥ ss.  
Calam. arom.  
cinnamon.  
Cassiae lig.  
Sassafras.  
Rad. Chinae. an. ℥ ii.   
With the rectified Spirits of Wine draw their Tincture: to which Tincture you shall add, 

Extract. santal.  
Extract. Chelid. an. ℥ ss.  
🜿ri 🜖lati. ʒiij.  
tincture. croci ♂ cum 🝆 🜍ris praep. ʒij.  
Salis Corallor. ℥ ss.  
Essentiae ♂ ʒj.    
Circulate them all in Balneo the space of twenty four hours, then in B. Vaporoso separate the Spirits from the Tincture until it coagulate to an Extract which you shall reserve a part.  
The Spirits you shall animate with the Soul of his Vegetables.  
The virtues.  
'Tis a universal Antidote against all hepatical debilitations proceeding from a cold Distemper. It corroborates the Liver, and all the natural faculties, returning them their proper strength and temper.  
So that for all such Persons as by reason of a weak Liver are proclive to Dropsies, Cachexies, Jaundice▪ &c. Art never lent us a more absolute Preservative.  
Dosis.  
You are to take the Quantity of a scruple, either alone or in Wine, Broth, or some specifical Water.   

THE FOURTH AND LAST COURSE cardiacal.  
BEing well recovered from my great weakness brought by Disorders in my late hepatic travels: that I may finish my discovery of this Microcosmicall Globe; and from my observations compose an Anthropographicall Map, for a light to such young Travellers as hereafter the devotion of Curiosity shall fall into this Pilgrimage, I am now resolved to set on towards the cardiacal territories.  
My Mistress Sanitas dares not undertake this Voyage: for she tells me we must embark again in the Red-Sea from whence we shall sail into a bloody gulf which hurries us down into a hollow vein of that Earth, 
Vena cava  where we uncomfortably go many Leagues under ground before we can arrive to the viceroy's Court Spiritus Vitalis. Besides quoth she, 'tis to passionate a Land for our weaker Sex to abide in▪ there abounding so many Discontents, treacheries, Rebellions, Dissimulations, Flatteries, Inconstancies, Vain desires▪ Desperations, Arrogancies▪ mixed with Envy▪ Hatred, Avarice, Pride, Ambition, Vain glory, with a thousand such like fanatic Spirits in the Hearts of those Inhabitants that 'tis too difficult a Task either for young or Old to live there without infection; especially for her to whom they were all professed enemies.  
Asking of her why she called those {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, fanatic Spirits? She answered, because the Princess Phantasia, of the cephalic Peninsula first, in a depraved humour gave them their entertainment: Where they grew to such a head, that Spiritus Animalis began to be jealous of his Princess Phantasia, fearing they might corrupt her: Therefore he commanded Intell●ctus his favourite whom it did likewise much concern) to banish them his Peninsula, and to confine them to the centre of the microcosm. Where said she they have now encroached into the cardiacal Court, and so blinded the Viceroy Spiritus Vitalis▪ that they now command and rule his Court.  
I could not but laugh here at Sanitas to ●ere how like a Woman she talked: and then ●urning to her▪ I asked if she thought those mo●ives sufficient to divert the resolutions of a Traveller. Or if she took me for one of those milksops which durst not pass the Sea because it roared▪ and would defer his Voyage into France until the Frenchmen had learned the English tongue. I told her I feared no bugbears; My Nature was better pleased with horrid and foreign Monsters, than with the yealping Beauties of domestic Puppy dogs.  
And though she were my Mistress; she had not yet drawn me into the Predicament of slavery to oblige me never to row out of her galley. I assured her I was free born, and her Eyes were yet too dull to fire me out of my Liberty. Besides, I bade her Remember in what a case she left me in the hepatic Land: where when I returned sickly to Venus' Court, expecting a copy of my first Well come, Venus then not knowing me (I being before Animus adipe & sanguine suffocatus) shut her door against me crying tuus inter nos non volat Cupido▪ The kitchen maids also anatomised my Skeleton with jests, one asking me if I would drink a Caudle? and then singing 
Ova von meruit qui non Galinam nutrit.   
Another took up a lean Gridiron, and with a rib of an old Servant of hers, she scrape out this Motto▪ Quam bene conveniunt.  
A third stood knocking of an empty Marrow bone against a broken Pipkin crying, Jupiter non mella plus pluit, then threw it into the Fire, and sung this Epidicticon.  
Lean bones which yield no fat at all,  
The Fire is their best funeral.  
Sweet Sir, if you'll renew Desire?  
Go pass our therapeutic Fire.  
Then without knocking you may enter in,  
As prophylactic of our magazine.  
The remembrance of this was such a cooling card to Sanitas, that she let fall all persuasive Arguments, and leaves me to my wandering Discretion▪ telling me wherever I went I had her Heart. And since she was unfit for such a Journey; she prayed me to accept of her Sister Convalescentia, who was very well acquainted with my humour and Diet, and therefore might be serviceable in so long a Voyage. I thanked her with acceptance, and giving her a parting kiss, presently embarked on the Red-Sea where a fair Gale brought me presently upon the cardiacal Gulf; where as Health said) we fell desperately under Ground in a hollow Vein of the Earth, which ●rought our Ba●k in few hours directly upon ●e viceroys Court, where had not the sluices ●indred us, we had landed at the Court door; he Court Swimming in a Lake of crystalline water.  
There expecting the opening of those floodgates, I was received by one of the Court Boats, the ferryman whereof was at●●r'd more like a Gentleman Usher, than a waterman. His good Clothes made me take better notice of him, and examine his profession. Therefore I knew no better way to put myself upon his Discourse, than by hitting him in the Teeth with that empty headed compliment, Pray what may I call your name Sir? The Gentleman (as I after found him to be so) answered in an affected Phrase, that he was Signior Curioso, and Son to the Signiora Curiosita Lady of Honour to the Duchessa Superbia, Wife to his Lord and Prince Don Ambitio▪ whom quoth he, I serve; my place and charge being as you see, to Ferry Stangers over into his Court.  
Here I interrupted his genealogies, and desired him to row me back again, craving him pardon, for I was mistaken: my travels tending to the cardiacal Court of Spiritus Vitalis, which it seemed was not there. Sir quoth he, have Patience; You shall not nee● to return; for you are entering the place which you seek: though it now be called the Court of Don Ambitio, who being at first a favourite to this cardiacal Prince, in few years gained so far upon the Hearts of the Subjects, that they all neglected their legitimate Viceroy Spiritus Vitalis and wholly doted upon him who now rules and commands all: the other being only Titular.  
Finding him so open in his Relations; I resolved to make him Dictator to my Table-books, knowing that his Curiosity would omit nothing. First therefore I brought him on, with superficial Questions; asking him (a Dutch Curiosity) how many Paces that cardiacal Lake might eat up in Latitude?  
Sir, quoth he, It seems you have not yet seen the new anthropogeographical Map lately Extant; where this cardiacal Part is called Italia Microcosmi (as containing the centre of the World) and this Lake is there baptised by the name Il Lago passionato, where the hearts of Desperate Lovers hourly float in Passion.  
His mouth had scarce closed up this relation; but lo! appeared the Heart of Dido swimming after our Boat, and calling for her Aeneas. This brought his Theory into Pra●tick, and made me the more credulous, and prompt to exercise his historical tongue, with other propositions of my Ignorance. Turning my face therefore towards the cardiacal Court, and seeing so Princely a fabric lie ●ounding with a perpetual motion upon so still a water! so soon as Amazement returned my Tongue her Liberty, I asked Signior Cu●ioso if it were not a Vanity to demand the cause of that magic Motion, which there appeared dancing from diastole to Systole in the ●ircle of enchantments.  
He answered, that I had here brought him upon a great Antiquity: the Relation of which would be a Present very grateful to Memory. Know therefore quoth he that this Lago Passionato, is properly and anciently called the Lake of Icarus (and by corruption Ichor) as Ovid sings, 
Icarus Icarias nomine fecit aquas.   
For herein fell that Ambitious Son of Daedalus, whose presumption was the original of this Cardiacal motion. For when Daedalus by his winged Art did emulate those Angelic. 〈◊〉 deities, as one day, he and his Son were exercising their Ambitious Plumes; flying beyond the Region of mortal Liberty, Phoebus was called forth from his Helion's sphere to view those presumptuous Cretensi, Daedalus had no sooner spied him draw back the Curtain of his Clouds, but, wisely, he retired. Icarus, hot in Ambition, and, neglecting his Fathers more aged precepts, follows the sublimity of his fancy, and soars up so high, that Phoebus in choler with his aspiring vanity called him up to the Element of Fire, where his Wings being burned, his Ambition fell with his Body into thi● Lake. Then, to make him and his Father Secular Examples; he caused Daedalus to build a floating Tem●le in this Lake, and to fill it with penitential Fires▪ Then Phoebus chained the winged Soul of drowned Icarus, upon the top of this Temple, there to labour in a perpetual motion; striving by the strength of his Wings to elevate his Ambitious Soul, which was as fast pulled down again by its overburdened Terrestriety. Which constant Motion likewise did ventilate the enclosed Fires, whereby the Soul of Icarus was hourly refreshed in the violence of his exercise, to the end his Torments might be eternal. And for Daedalus he commanded him to wander perpetually in this Lake (wearing his Ambitious Plumes in his Head) that the hourly sight of his Sons Torments, might feed the Memory of his Presumption.  
Hence said he proceeds the cause of this constant motion of our cardiacal Palace: Those penitential Fires remaining to this hour in some Chambers of our Court: though now few or none make use of them in their Sacrifice; the whole Court applying themselves wholly to the flattering of Don Ambitio, every one labouring to be his {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, and because he days not perfume his greatness with the mortifying smoke of these penitential fires, (lest it should choke the Torrent of his Pride, and bring him to a Miserere) they all, not to alienate from his humour, rake them up in the embers of Vanity.  
But after some few hundred years said he, Phoebus being moved to pity by the tears of Daedalus, and penitential Offerings brought to this Temple by his Parentage, at last gave Liberty unto their pining Souls, by turning the Soul of Daedalus into an Eagle, whereof he made a Present to Jupiter. And of Icarus he made the Phoenix, thereby to express the singularity of his Pride: and lest Time might blot out the Memory of his great Presumption, once in an Age he enjoined him build an Altar of Arabian aromatics and thereon to Sacrifice his Body with the Fires of his So●ar rays. In reward of which he promised that his Youth should be as often renewed.  
In those days likewise, quoth he, this cardiacal Palace, upon that Occasion was called the Temple of Sol {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, whither many Ambitious Sinners came in Devotion to kiss those penitential Fires: so that no part of the World was so famous for Devotion. But Phoebus had no sooner relieved those tormented Souls of Daedalus and his Son; but straight Religion here ceased: and it was presently Inhabited by those fanatic Spirits which Intellectu had banished from the cephalic Peninsula for bewitching of the Princess Fantasia, and threatening his Ruin.  
Here the Viceroy, Spiritus Vitalis, one Day in his Progress, taking notice of these fair Buildings, and seeing them lie buried in their ruins: falling in love with the situation of the Place, presently sent for his Magicians, whom he commanded to conjure all those Spirits to retire into a little chamber in the left partition of this Palace (where lay the penitential Fires) and there to chain them up. Then he caused his Architects to renew the lost Beauty of those demolished ruins: And to revive the dead Fame of that Former Temple he made his Magicians enchant it with a perpetual and prophetical Motion: on whose Top, (to make it more miraculous) he raised a vast pyramids, hewn out of one entire Ruby: and then proclaimed it the Oracle of Aesculapius; causing the Fame thereof to be published through out the whole universe; and that all Diseased, of what Infirmity so ever, let them repair to this Oracle in Devotion, and but touching the Motion thereof only, the Oracle should infallibly assure them whether their Disease were mortal or not. Here our Boat arriving at the Palace Gate, his Relation (which I found more Poetical than Rational) was silenced by the approach of his Mother the Lady Curiosita: who came thither ready with all her followers to attend my landing. Where the Earth had scarce kissed my Feet, but she commanded her Gentlemen Ushers Signior Polito and Signior Ceremonioso, together with her waiting Gentlewomen Signiora Impudentia, and Signiora Confidentia, to bring me forward. Then presently she herself seized upon me, leading me into the Court, and telling me that her Curiosity had imposed that duty upon her, to give entertainment to strangers, her Genius being most proper for such employments.  
Following that Lady up a pair of high Stairs (whose Altitude made our Hearts nimbler than our heels) and being with a quick Sublimity, by the mercurial compliments of Signior Ceremonioso, brought to the highest step: there I was taken by the Duchessa Superbia. Who e'er she would deign to let her tongue move towards me, she commanded her M●ior Domo, Signior Prodigo, to clap one of her Lords (Don Ambitio) gaudy suits on my back, and to put me in Fashion. Here, me thought I looked, like a candle in the Sun: or like a wooden spoon in a Sack Posset. I was just like a new rigged ship, governed by a Sculler: who labouring with a Contrary Wind to leave my Common Road, and show myself in the Ocean; I made my rich apparel my Compass: from which I never durst draw mine Eyes, lest I should forget my Course, and so be blown back again into my old Harbour.  
I wished that she had lent my Face a new Cover to: for I was very suspicious lest that (though Impudent enough) should have betrayed my outside, there remaining still a rustical character, which rich Imbroaderyes could not Eclyps,  
In fine she had put me so far out of Fashion with my natural Gate, Annuities, and obscu●e breeding; that I was more troubled in Practising how to be taken a man of my clothes, than ever jerelictum was when he first tutored his Apes.  
For Courtly Phrases and compliments, wanted none: For, Sir Philip Sidney, and Ben Johnson can testify, that I have so overburdened my Memory out of their Granaries, that it being too weak to retain them lets them often drop here, and there to no purpose.  
For exterior gestures, and Ocular Ceremonies, my private Chamber Practice had so enured me, that I mistook every man I met in the street for my Looking-glass.  
To say the truth, nothing blanked me, but a scurvy dirty Opinion, which like an evil angel hourly persecuted me: telling me that my clothes would subscribe to antiquity, before my Fortunes could renew their threadbare Titles, by some better Calling. Looking downward upon the ugly Foot of this Opinion, I was letting all my Bravery (with the Peacock) fall to the Ground, and sneaking again into my posture.  
But here Signiora Confidentia prevented me: who cocked up my Beaver, gave me a resolute kiss, and assured me that her Lady Mistress Superbia was in love with me: for whose sake, she said, she had settled a good Opinion of me; bade me be bold, and Confident of my welcome, and to proceed; for she would warrant me preferment.  
At this, I began to make a noise with my Spurs: call for my lackquys (though they all knew poverty preserved me from that Vanity) and then desired this resolute young Lass Considentia, to carry me into the chief Lodgings of the Court, that I might be taken notice of by some of the Nobility, whom I was then Confident would cast a Fortune upon me.  
The desperate Wench, without f●rther Ceremonies▪ brings me presently into the Chamber of Presence, were sat Don Ambi●●o on a high Throne swelling in the pride of his human Deity. Where he gave entertainment to himself (esteeming his conversation too great an honour for that poor worm Man) by viewing the Retraicts of those proud Egypptian pyramids, with that Rhodian Colossus▪ and promising himself, that his Name should feed Posterity with greater memorials. And sometimes reading the lives of Caligula, Domitian, and Heliogabalus (qui sibi divinos honores deferri, simulacra sua ubique erecta adorari, seque in Deorum numerum referri, ●ussit) whereupon he falls in love with that Romish Pride, and would fain second it; but that his Ambition will not admit of Imitation.  
Seeing him as it were lost in those serious meditations; I asked Signior Confidentia, whether we were not fallen into Presumption by daring to enter a Place which seemed prohibited. Sir, quoth she, you can not do me a greater wrong than by nursing such vain suspects.  
No place to me is prohibited. Were it in his most secret and private Counsels, I am confident he would embrace me. He dares not shut me out at any time, lest I make him ashamed for it. For he knows full well, 'twas I gave him his Titles in the Court, by putting him forward, and from a poor younger brother made him chief favourite here in the cardiacal Court, where he now wholly Commands.  
And though I be but a poor waiting gentlewoman, I can make him forsake all his negotiations, and harken to any thing that I shall put into his Head.  
With that she ran to him: strikes his Book out of his hand, and kissed him. I expected still when he should have kicked her Confidence. Whereas he quite Contrary paid her with interest in her own money, hugging of her, as if she had been his Minion. And then taking notice of me (as being alone he must of necessity) he began to mix Anger with Pride, and so threw a scornful look upon me; asking her in a low voice, what Fellow that was which had thus lost himself in presumption. I began to tremble fearing he might think I had stolen his suit of apparel which I had then on my back: But Confidentia excused all, and told him I was a poor Gentleman, and a stranger that was betrayed by Fortune, and therefore came thither alone, to manifest his Innocency.  
Ask him quoth he, his Name, his Country and Parentage.  
Here that I might enter into the genealogies of his Kindred, knowing him to have a Spanish Heart, I bade her tell him that I was a Spaniard: my name Signior Aemulatio; base son to one Signior Ambitio a man of great blood in Spain, whose Estate being decayed, left his tender Nursery to the blind Tuition of Fate: who had transplanted me out of that barren Soil, hither into his cardiacal Garden, where I hoped the Sun of his Favour would make me fruitful.  
She had no sooner delivered my answer, and name Aemulatio; but he presently start up; began to look about him, and then calling three or four Oaths to witness, swore that I was his x german, and the nearest in blood to him, that day extant.  
Whereupon he made me large promises: bade me be always at hand: and not to leave him, until he should supplant me by some greater Fortunes.  
Then he commanded Signiora Confidentia to wait upon me, cherish me, carry me into every corner of the Court, and to recommend me unto his Lady Superbia for a favourite: Then bade us retire a while, for 'twas his hour of rest.  
Signiora Confidentia was mad until she had entered me into the practice of the Court: therefore bringing me speedily out of the Chamber of Presence, she lead me first into the Lodgings of the Lady Avaritia, Tesoriera to Don Ambitio, where we found her and her five Furies (Diffidentia, Metus, Solicitudo, Spes vana, and Desperatio) at Dinner, excercising their lean rigid Mandibles upon the hard, musty, and brown Chippings of sour Barley bread; with Onions, garlic, stockfish, Red-Sprats, ship-beef which had been seazoned with an Indian Voyage: without either Table stools, Napkins, Knives, or any such stomach Instrument.  
But all lay in a horrid Mixture upon a heap of straw, which after dinner they fired to encourage natural Heat to fall aboard on such indigestible materials.  
Amazement here broke my Silence; calling therefore Confidentia aside, I told her how strangely I was lost in Labyrinth of Admiration, if she with the thread of Reason did not guide me out. I prayed her therefore to set me at Liberty, in making me understand what new Policy Don Ambitio had found to make Shee-Treasurers in his Court: and besides to tell me what virtues could subsist in that dry hydebound Hag and M●gaera Avaritia, to make his Ambi●ious Spirit cast such principle Honours upon her de●ested Ugliness.  
Confidentia hearing me no better than rail in my demands, presently falls into my tune, and professing herself an open Enemy to that Witch Philargiria: satisfyes me with this impartial description.  
Quoth she, you must know that this now Lady, was first a Common bawd, but so cunning, and dexterous in her Calling; that she would undertake by virtue of a jewel to make Chastity herself a Whore. And this Profession brought her first into our Court: where she presently forced a Respect from the Necessity of her Calling.  
Her beginning was in the kitchen; from thence she rose to be a Chamber maid; and so to a Waiting Gentlewoman. Here, notice began to be taken of her by the great ones: so that if any of them were love-sick, she presently felt their Pulse, and with a small feeling from them, promised a speedy and pleasant Cure.  
It happened that our Lord Don Ambitio, among his Infinity of Mistresses▪ could not satisfy himself, but one day taking notice of three young virtuous Virgin Ladies (Signiora Castitade, Signiora Innocentia, and Signiora Constantia▪ who abhorring his insatiate and lascivious Lust, and to avoid the malice of his Ambition, lived retired▪ and never appeared publicly in the Court unless upon a Christmas, or Easter Day) their beauties gave such an Inflammation to his Lust, that without opening of a Vein there was no scaping of a frenzy. Here, quoth Confidentia, I like a mad Girl, under hand played the bawd, and put him upon this more authentic bawd Avaritia, assuring him that she would corrupt them if Corruptible.  
He, like an expert gamester at Inn-and-Inn, would not hazzared those Golden heaps until he had made the Dice run of his side. Sends therefore for, then but Mistress, Avaritia, and makes her Lady of Honour. Thus he first made her a companion for the Noblest▪ that young simplicity might not dream of corruption in such Greatness. Then he throws the Dice freely; ventures all at a Cast, opens his Desires, and shows the game which he gave Chase to: tells with what Innocent and chaste simplicity they avoided his snares, and how difficult it was to entrap them.  
Avaritia laughed at his Ignorance: and then bade him take no more Care, but go, and beat the bush for some new Game: as for those, she would speedily bring them into his Golden Net.  
To those young Ladies she goes; enters into their Cabinets; there falls into Discourse & familiar Conversation: First fingering them, as Lutanists do their more Delicate and choice trebles, with ordinary Womanish Discourse of Husbands; lamenting the unfortunate and miserable estate of a single life.  
If she perceived no Shadows of falseness in that Motion! Then presently she admired their Continency; commended their Chastity, told them how happy they were in that State of Innocency & hereupon falls into an Encomium of their Beauties, their virtues, their rare qualities, and so by little and little puts them on upon the sweet Instrument of Philautia.  
There she proves them again▪ scruing them up with an Ambitious pin, by swearing they are Companions for Emperors, and that she wonders not, why they let the flower of their Beauties fade in the mirror of their own sun's reflection, si●ce man is too rude a Mixture to Incorporate with such Delicacies.  
Here she screws them up within a degree of breaking; finding the higher they are screwed up, the sweeter their answer was to the touch of her trial.  
Then she plays on, makes them sing and dance▪ In which merry Tune, she lets the hand of her discourse by degrees slide down unto the belly of her Lenatick Lute, where by a more shrill and penetrating sweetness she brings their Ears to such an itching Delight, that Auditus can no longer keep counsel, but presently calls in her Neighbour senses to participate. When she perceives that they have now a feeling of those sweet Aers, and that there is no time to be lost, but to keep them going whilst they were in tune, she winds them up yet a Note higher, with great promises, and assurances of Riches, Honours, Preferments, Principalities, and the like: at which pitch, she no sooner toucheth them but they break.  
Thus did she make those unmanned Haggards, stoop to the rich Lure of Don Ambitio. And by this Practice she hath raised her Preferment to this Degree of Tesoriera: where she now may dispose of what Sums she please: for he knows, her Covetous Heart does so antipathise with Prodigality, that she grows sick at the naming of a spend● thrift. I thanked my little Wagtail Confidentia for her impartial enucleation of this Philochrysonticall Lady: And my Patience being somewhat distempered with those Alliatick savours, whose loathsome Violence being still augmented by the often recoiling of the Lady Avaritias stomatical Artillery, which was overcharged with stockfish, and garlic I desired that we might depart those famished Lodgings, and enter upon some more Restoring Objects.  
'Tis true said Confidentia, we have lost too much time with this Purse-worm Avaritia; but our next Visit shall recover it with Interest. Follow me therefore said she unto the Lodgings of the Old Lady Invidia, who you must first know was born mad, and therefore may presume she Continues so, all physicians concluding her Disease Incurable, it being Morbus haereditarius.  
This Old Trot, runs Post Day and Night, from Chamber to Chamber, not suffering the poor Ladies to lie quietly in their Beds: therefore 'twill deserve admiration if we find her in her own Lodgings: Besides we must expect a Bastonado ere we depart, for she hates to see any thing that is hand-some: nay Malice wrings her into a shower of tears, if she see but a healthful body, and well apparelled, open her Gates.  
Here in spite of her teeth we entered her Lodgings; where I thought it had been carnival time, there appearing none but Masqueradi. She had more Servants than all the Court besides: but those so horrid, and deformed, that it appeared the School of Ugliness.  
All her Chambers were full of false Glasses to make People appear ill favoured and dismembered; for she could not abide that any one should discover themselves to be handsome.  
She had more than fourscore old decayed waiting Gentlewomen attending on her; all which had been turned out of service: some for putting Mercury in their Lady Mistresses Pomade to spoil their good Faces.  
Others for eclypsing the lovely brown of their Lady's Hair, with Cypress powders, under a colour of shadowing some false additions.  
Others for wearing out every other Day a new ruff with often turning it in and out of fashion.  
Those came all about us like so many Furies, some pissing on my stockings to stain them; others under pretence of courtesy to pick out the lace of my Cuffs & tear them; Others with an Envious Hug twine their arms about my Neck to bring my band in the same wrinkled Predicament with their Faces; Others kissing me to make my lips scabby.  
Signiora Confidentia wanted not her share neither; for some presented her with a sweet powder for her Hairs, which brought them the falling sickness; Others gave her receipts for her Teeth, which made them all dance out in method; Others pretending to renew the lost curls of her hair, sets them afire; Others gave her waters to make her fair, which no sooner applied, but her face looked like a picked Goose.  
Others, without farther Ceremonies called her Whore, scrached her face, telling she was the cause of their disgraces.  
Whilst we were in this Purgatory, In came the Lady Invidia, with her brother Il Conte Odio, and her Sister la Contessa Malitia.  
Never was man frighted with more delight, than I at the sight of that Monster Invidia.  
Who ever saw the bear's Masque, may Conceive her entrance. She had eaten up all the flesh of her Face with her own scratches: so that she looked as if her head had been dished out in a Grave, to a Mess of hungry Worms, who had picked all clean to the bones.  
Her Eyes were so dry with often weeping, that for want of moisture they had lost their motion: they being but as two pieces of rotten shining Wood, stuck in a dead Horses Head.  
Her Nose, as I guest by the Promontorious Gristle had been Roman.  
She hopped towards me with an Intent to rail: but her mouth was so stuffed with bitter Languages that she could not speak: for with belching up too many hasty words at once into the little Portal of her Mouth, they wedged one another so fast in the Door, that she saluted me open mouthed with a drivelling Silence, just like a mad Dog, whose depraved Fancy could not resolve whether to bark or bite first.  
Her brother Count Odio had the Mine of a complete Courtier, and his better Judgement, made him not dance into his sister's Passionate rashness: but with a reserved Malice, he made Flattery the Engine of his Hatred. Where like an old Ape with his mimical and fawning Gestures he forced a belief of Friendship, that so (no false suspicion opposing the Operation of his lingering Venom) whilst you slept in security, he might with the better advantage bite you.  
He entered upon me with a gracious smile; desiring me not to take notice of his sister's distemper, a woman's weakness being too poor an Object for Masculine Reason: but rather bid me seal up her Envy with his Friendship, which he protested was more at my Devotion than at his own.  
Confidentia here tutored my ears with a soft whisper, and bade me lose no Trust upon that Old Fox, for I could never hope to recover it again.  
He takes you quoth she for a green Goose presented as a Rarity unto some Noble man's Table: and fearing least from thence you might be preferred unto a more Princely Mess, he labours to undermine your designs with his scraping Friendship that so without suspect, he may at his leisure blow you up.  
I had been formerly Informed likewise of his double Heart and how his malicious subtleties run all upon such Aenigmata, that young Novices must maintain their Oedipus to understand him.  
Very Jealous therefore of his proffered Courtesies (which to me did little better than stink) and finding his name a Traitor to his promises: I resolved to trust him no farther than his Lodgings. Yet that I might bring him on to his purpose, and better my Experience by making him a Copy of my future practice, I desembled for Company, and began to reveal unto him as private Secrets, things, God he knows, but then born: to which he so seriously listened, that me thought I already saw his Malice promise him, that he had Theory enough to Practise my ruin.  
I think, as Cunning as he was, I had made some sport with him, had not prevention checked my Design by the entrance of Signiora Iustitia, Signiora Amicitia, Signiora Fideltade, and Signiora Conscientia, all sweet young Ladies of honour in this Cardaicall Court, who as Confidentia told me had long before been corrupted (with the help of that Bawd Avaritia) by Don Ambitio: and now they were come in Visit to the young Lady Contessa Malitia.  
The Lady Amicitia did so overflow with winning graces, that I fell desperately in Love with her, and desired Signiora Confidentia (who by her former Confession I knew to be Embassatrice de Amore) to put me forward into her Friendship.  
But she desired me by no means not to take notice of her in that place, for Don Ambitio had turned her off to Count Odio, whom she began now to affect: although he abused her, and kept her only to make his detested projects the more advantageous.  
This information, put Ice in my Mouth: for I knew too much of that crabbed count, to become his rival.  
Yet being now a Courtier, I thought my humour must as well wait upon the Fashion, as my Clothes.  
Every one I saw▪ wore his mistress's favour, otherwise no Courtier.  
Faith then a Mistress I must upon too, and wear her Colours, though I had never yet spoke to her.  
He●e I was in conceit that the Lady Iustitia was ready to cast herself away for me: for me thought she never looked toward me but her Heart laboured to steal to me in a sigh.  
Knowing therefore how apt those tender-hearted Creatures were to precipitate in Passion and searing lest she might condemn me of Cruelty (though for my part I would have given her leave to have hanged me for a kiss) to answer her silent Oratory, I began to return her sighs, and as near as fancy could imitate▪ I framed such looks withal, as she might call pitiful.  
Then I called Signiora Confidentia apart, and told her what passages had happened, and ●ow the Lady Iustitia made love to me.  
The Jeering slut burst into such a Laughter at my mistake that all the Ladies took notice of it; and desired to be brought into Consort, by participating of the Jest. But Confidentia to save her Credit and mine concealed it. And then told me that hereafter in the presence of Ladies she would not stand so near me, lest too much Confidence might make me Ridiculous. And then said that those sighs and sorrowful looks of the Lady Iustitia, which I applied to myself, were for those injuries. Perjuryes, Contempts▪ Neglects, bribes, Partialities, and a thousand such like abuses which the world daily cast into her teeth; which makes the poor Lady so slighted and low-prized of every Man, that growing Dull and Melancholy, she lives so retired, that we can hardly see her above once a quarter.  
This mistake therefore made Confidentia retire farther from me: insomuch that I became so overwise ever after, that when a Woman looked or smiled upon me▪ I thought she jeered at some defect: which mistrust made many pretty passages happen between me and the Lady Conscientia, for she had a mind to me in good earnest: as it after appeared by her fondness, and tenderness of me: who blushed not to cast herself into my breast; prick me with her bodkin, to express her desires in Hieragliphicks: rouse me, kiss me, and often put me to the start with her secret motions. All which I regarded not, suspecting still that it was but a plot of hers to betray my weakness.  
When ever she came near me therefore, I told her plainly she troubled me▪ and that she made all the world take notice of her bad proceedings: bad her go and accompany the Lady Iustitia who was melancholy, and had the Green sickness for want of Exercise, for my part I would not be guilty of her looseness.  
This Lady Conscientia, became so desperate upon my checking her: that stealing from us she ran out of the courtgate and threw herself into the Lake of Passion, where she perished.  
It was a long time before any of us missed her: so that had not the Lady Penitentia came in laughing and crying both at a breath and told us that Conscientia had drowned herself, none had ever taken notice of it.  
Here I observed what alteration this news would beget, and I found it almost impotent, producing no other issue but a few abortive Tears, which were delivered by a Womanish Consent who like so many Ducks, if one cry the whole brood answers.  
And those showers were suddenly drunk up by the Sun of Gladness. For in came Don {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, with the Lady Laetitia, laughing so heartily that though at that instant, all were weeping; their tears dissolved into such a storm of Laughter, that the air grew choleric with his Violent Motions, and broke the windows to prevent combustion,  
The Jest was to hear every one laugh, and non able to satisfy Reason with the Cause: only all confessed that they felt their Hearts of a sudden much lightened, and a free inclination invited them to any thing that might give them delight.  
Well, the Laugh being ended, Don Zara with a cheerful countenance, ruddy as the Aurora, step'd to the Ladies and thanked them for the honour they did him in entering into his Consort: then bade them proceed, rejoice, sing, dance, and make no more scruple of honest mirth, but to be free and open in all their delights, without suspect of any future repentance; for that {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} Conscientia was dead. She that had caused so many showers of Tears was now drowned in her own Deluge.  
I presently took my Advantage of this good news▪ and began to renew my suit to the Lady Iustitia, who before had deceived me with the Melancholy of her Conscious jealousies: Now I presumed she would make no scruple of playing false with any man: wherefore I made the less doubt in Corrupting her.  
And see how happy I was in this Attempt; as if Fortune had vowed to chain all my desires together with the links of opportunity, and then throw them into my bosom. Don Z●r● to celebrate the death of his Arch Enemy, Invited all the Ladies to a Masque.  
Where wanting Masquers, he desired me to succour his necessity, and make one.  
It was the thing I gaped for; my Mouth therefore being ready opened to his hand, the first word that I could spit out, was a grant, with a willing acceptance.  
Well for brevity's sake Gentlemen Imagine you saw the Ladies all placed; the music playing; and the Masquers entering, each of them having his hand enriched with a present, to bestow at Discretion upon any of the Ladies.  
My Present was a rich Quadra, wherein was represented, the Heavens opening, and from thence a Wolf falling, with a Lamb i his Mouth. This emblem was eclypsed with a fair Curtain of Tissu, emaculated with Golden letters, whose connexion made this emblematical Anagram,  
Lady this emblem seems too rude  
For one professing Servitude.  
But be not rash in judging me  
Until you find I guilty be.  
You are my ● Heaven, to whom I sha'  
Till I be heard, for Mercy call.  
If you deny me, than I must  
Needs say you're cruel, and unjust.  
But if your harsh sententious Eyes,  
Will rather here Embelmatize,  
Then open your Heaven; let Wolf and Lamb  
Tumble toth'Earth from whence they came.  
I'll venture breaking back, yea Neck and all,  
So that we may but once together fall.  
Our Presents being delivered; before we dished out our Capers into a Dance, we made way for the Lady Laetitia; who to express her joy in the loss of her Enemy Conscientia, she welcomed the Ladies with this Sonnet.  

Sonnet.  
YOu pensive Souls why are you sad?  
Conscience is drowned; Then let's be glad;  
Let not your pining Hearts from hence  
Stagger at future Penitence.  
She that quenched our jovial Fires:  
Checking Natures sweet desires:  
Shall no longer curb us in  
With Horrid fears of mortal sin!  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Come then sweet fancy show thy power,  
Invent new Pleasures every hour.  
Teach Don Ambitio to betray,  
His Dearest Friend that stands in's way.  
Tell him that 'tis a Noble Feat,  
By supplantation to grow great.  
And bid him quarrel now withal,  
That interpose him and the Wall.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Bid Avaritia wider gape;  
Tell her she now may freely scrape:  
And propagate a mineral  
To renovate some prodigal.  
Let her proceed and multiply  
In her extorting Usury,  
Without a thought of growing Wise;  
By a Church building Sacrifice.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Let great Superbia jeer, at those  
Which out oft'h Fashion wear their Clothes.  
And bid her call her tailors in  
To Massacre some new born sin.  
Teach her some sweet and secret way  
How to maintain her rich Array.  
Bid her first turn an honoured Whore,  
Rather than let her name grow poor.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Bid Penitentia wipe her Eyes  
And check with Smiles her peevish cries,  
Tell her it suits not with the Times,  
To lose her Mirth for petty Crymes.  
Make her be cheerful! rouse her up!  
And drown repentance in a Cup.  
Let her not fear the newborn Day  
Can now her Night-past Sins betray.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Bid Wise Iustitia here be free,  
And make a Present blind a Fee.  
Teach her to feed upon lost sheep,  
And pass her Sentence in her sleep.  
Let her not stick to play the Whore  
With any▪ so they be not poor.  
Make her be Confident, and say,  
With her shall die the Judgement Day.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Bid Castitade blush no more  
Because she's Don Ambitio's Whore.  
And let Constantia break with all,  
Since his Ambition made her fall.  
Bid sad Maeslitia now awake  
And d●own her Cares in Passions Lake.  
Let none forbear their Hearts Content,  
Till they grow Old, and Impotent.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Let now Religious Pieta  
Come wait upon Superbia.  
And bid her bring her Bible In  
To elevate her Passive Sin.  
Bid her upon a Holy Day  
Neglect a Sermon for a Play.  
And let her trouble God no more,  
With often knocking at his door.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Kind Charitade now grow wise!  
Be no more gulled with Poor men's cries.  
Keep Home, and learn to lock thy door;  
If any beg, tell them thou'rt poor.  
Be not so fond to run in Debt,  
By building of a Lazaret.  
No, keep thine own; and only spend,  
To gain an Office, or a Friend.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   

Come then Don {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} lead your dance,  
Whilst Mirth lays sorrow in a Trance.  
Let your sweet revels blow the Fires,  
Of these Fair Lady's hot Desires.  
And when they burn, Tell them they may  
●et Reputation melt away.  
The Golden Age is now come In  
Where Pleasure drowns {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} Sin.  
Conscience shall here  
No more appear.   
WHilst the Lady Laetitia exercised her Voice: I prostrated myself (as the Custom is at all Masques in their Parts) on my Knees, at my Lady Mistress justitias feet. Where with a feeling Oratory I made my case known unto her: told her, her Eyes were murderers: and I desired Justice.  
The richness of my Present made her take the better notice of me; besides I found her Disposition very corruptible. So that having brought her Just upon the point of a merciful Promise: the Sonnet being ended, we were forced to break up our Session: every one falling into his Posture, and then by mutual copulations we begat a Ballo.  
How every Man governed his heels I commit to your fancies: since every man's Heart was freed from the heavy clog of Conscience.  
Well, our Masque ended I renewed my suit again with that hard Hearted Mistress of mine Iustitia: who in that little time, had dashed me out of her Memory, acknowledging neither me nor Present.  
Here I called my old Chamerada Confidentia: who presently assured me that there was no trusting to that Lady above all the rest. For said she; she is one of Don Ambitio's aged Concubines, whom he first Corrupted, and made her one Day by false Witnesses attach that Noble Lord {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, that he might usurp his Place.  
And now having served his turn, he hath cast her off, leaving her to herself: who now makes a Trade of her Necessity, and will lie with any Man for his money.  
When I heard this, I began to wish for my Presen● again. Yet content to buy my Experience at that Rate; it growing late, Confidentia and I departed; every one wondering that I did not wait upon the Lady Iustitia to her Coach.  
Confidentia, as we left the Lodgings of Don {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} told me that there was never a Chamber yet provided for me in the Court; therefore said, if I would accept of a part of her Bed (which said she, runs upon Wheels under my Lady Superbia) I should be very welcome: for said she this cool Weather I want a Coverlid: and where are two in a Bed, there wants not Coverings.  
I laughed to hear her so confident in her looseness. And to Bed we went without further ceremonies.  
In the Morning I stole from her before she waked (lest I should be made pay for my night's Rest) and going towards the courtgate, I met the Spenditore and the Master Cook going to the Market to buy provision for the cardiacal Prince Spiritus Vitalis.  
Having little other employment I accompanied them partly to learn what diet people kept in that country and partly for a Breakfast out of the Cooks Fees.  
There for the Younger and hotter Spirits they bought these cooling Cardiaca.  

Rosae.  
Violae.  
Acetosa.  
Borago.  
Buglos.  
Nymphaea.  
Plantago.  
such. Citri.  
Limon.  
Granat.  
Cerasa.  
Pom. odour.  
Rub. Idaei.  
Santal.  
Corn. Ceru.  
Os de Cord. C.  
Vnicornu.  
Terra Sigil.  
Bol. Armen.  
Margarit.  
Corallium.  
Bezoar non falsificat.  
Hyacynth.  
Saphyr.  
Smaragd.  
Chrystallus.   
Some Compounds (to mix among their ordinary sauces) they bought, which were these, 

Diarrhod abbot.  
Diarrhod. comun.  
Diatrion. Santal.  
Diamarg. frig.  
Elect. ex Acetos, &c.    
For the more Aged, and colder bloods they took up these, 

Cardiaca Calida.  
Melissa.  
Rosmar.  
Ocymum.  
Card. Ben.  
Scordium.  
Veronica.  
Cort. Citri.  
Sem. Citri.  
Chermes.  
Charyop. hort.  
Rad. Angel.  
Helenii.  
Flor. Calend.  
Xyloaloes.   ●● Cook, or {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}, was retired into a little private Room, and there very close at Work, upon an Antepidemicall Antidote, wherein as I remember he put these preparations.  

℞. Confect Alkerm.  
Confect. ex Hyacynt.  
Theriac.  
Extract. bac. Junip. an. ℥ j.  
Salis Perlar.  
Salis coral. an. ʒiij.  
Antimon. diaphor.  
Sulphuris, aurat. diaph.  
Balsam. lact. Sulp. an. ℥ ss.  
Essent. Crociʒij.  
Essentiae Camph. ʒj.  
tincture. Auri cum  
Spir. Sal. extract. ℈ j.  
Lapid. Bezoar. ver. ʒj.  
Essent. Cinnamon.  
Essent. Caryophyl. an. ℈ i  
Moschi.  
Ambrae. an. g.viij.   
Those he mixed▪ s. art●m, and thereof made his Antidote. Which he told me was an admirable Preservative against the Plague every morning the quantity of a small Pease being taken fasting, Likewise for those which were already stricken with that Infection, if they took, ʒ. ss. or ʒj. of it dissolved in ℥ ii. of some cardiacal Water, it cured them by a Violent sweat: corroborating the Heart; and banishing all contagious or pestilential Spirits to the remotest parts of the microcosm.  
Having seen that Antidote finished; I went into another fair large Room which seemed another Muran of Glasses.  
There I found ready prepared.  

Aurum Potabile.  
Tinctura Auri.  
Aurum Diaphoret.  
Arcanum Auri.  
Bezoardic. minerale.  
Tartar. Vitriolatum.  
Spir. Tartari.  
Sal. Viperin.  
Essent. Unicorn.  
Flores Sulph.  
Lac. Sulphuris.  
Spir. Salis.  
Spir. Nitri.  
Margarit. Mineral.  
Mercur. diaphor.  
Sal. Christalli.  
Sal. Corallor.  
Sal. Perlar.  
tincture. Croci.  
Tinct. Rubinar.  
Tinct. Smarald.  
Tinct. Hyacynt.  
Tinct. Corallor.  
Tinct. Antimon.  
Balsam. Cinnamon.  
Balsam. Caryoph.  
balls. Nuc. Mosch.  
Essentia Ambrae.  
Essentia Moschi.  
Spir. Rosar.  
Essent. Corn. Cerv.  
Spir. Melissa.  
Spir. Card. Ben.  
Spir. Rosmarin.  
Syr. corallor.  
Syr. Perlar.  
Essent. Flor. narant.  
Essent. Flor. Citri.   
With many other such like principal cardiacal preparations.  
I returned again to the Master Cook, and desired him to give me the Receipts of those cordial rarities which I had seen in his Operatory. He answered that they were all secrets reserved for the Preservation, and Renovation of his Prince Spiritus Vitalis, and were by him forbidden to be published to any but such who serve out their time in his kitchen.  
If any of you Gentlemen have a liking to any of these Dishes, (the worst of which may be served to a Prince's Table) pray fall to whilst they are before you; and when those are digested, who ever desires▪ to make use of them at Home for his Private Family, let him retire to any of our spagyrical Kitchings, and you shall find our Cooks more open Hearted than those of the cardiacal Princes; and freely present you all their Art in such hermetical delicacies. In the mean time I am sorry my cheer is not answerable to your Merits. What you want In meat; I desire you to satisfy with Mirth: For so believe me you shall be Heartily welcome.   
FINIS.