THE WOMAN'S PETITION AGAINST COFFEE.  
REPRESENTING TO PUBLIC CONSIDERATION THE Grand INCONVENIENCIES accrueing to their SEX from the Excessive Use of that Drying, Enfeebling LIQUOR.  
Presented to the Right Honourable the Keepers of the Liberty of VENUS.  
By a Well-willer—  
London, Printed 1674.   

To the Right Honourable the Keepers of the Liberties of Venus; The Worshipful Court of Female-Assistants, etc.  
The Humble Petition and Address of several Thousands of Buxom Goodwomen, Languishing in Extremity of Want.  
SHOWETHS, THat since 'tis Reckoned amongst the Glories of our Native Country, To be A Paradise for Women: The same in our Apprehensions can consist in nothing more than the brisk Activity of our men, who in former Ages were justly esteemed the Ablest Performers in Christendom; But to our unspeakable Grief, we find of late a very sensible Decay of that true Old English Vigour; our Gallants being every way so Frenchified, that they are become mere Cock-sparrows, fluttering things that come on Sa● sa, with a world of Fury but are not able to stand to it, and in the very first Charge fall down flat before us. Never did Men wear greater Breeches, or carry less in them of any Mettle whatsoever. There was a glorious Dispensation ('twas surely in the Golden Age) when Lusty Lads of s●ven or eight hund●ed years old, Got Sons and Daughters; and we have read, how a Prince of Spain was forced to make a Law, that Men should not Repeat the Grand Kindness to their Wives, above NINE times in a night: But Alas! Alas! Those forwards Days are gone, The dull Lubbers want a Spur now, rather than a Bridle: being so far from doing any works of Supererregation that we find them not capable of performing those Devoirs which their Duty, and our Expectations Exact.  
The Occasion of which Insufferable Disaster, after a serious Enquiry, and Discussion of the Point by the Learned of the Faculty, we can Attribute to nothing more than the Excessive use of that New-fangled, Abominable, Heathenish Liquor called COFFEE, which Riffling Nature of her Choicest Treasures, and Drying up the Radical Moisture, has so Eunuches our Husbands, and Crippled our more kind Gallants, that they are become as Impotent, as Age, and as unfruitful as those Deserts whence that unhappy Berry is said to be brought.  
For the continual sipping of this pitiful drink is enough to bewitch Men of two and twenty, and tie up the Codpice-point without a Charm. It renders them that use it as Lean as Famine, as Rivveled as Envy, or an old meager Hag overriden by an Incubus. They come from it with nothing moist but their snotty Noses, nothing stiff but their Joints, nor standing but their Ears: They pretend 'twill keep them Waking, but we find by scurvy Experience, they sleep quietly enough after it. A Betrothed Queen might trust herself a bed with one of them, without the nice Caution of a Sword between them: nor can all the Art we use revive them from this Lethargy, so unfit they are for Action, that like young Train-band-men when called upon Duty, their Ammunition is wanting; peradventure they Present, but cannot give Fire, or at least do but flash in the Pan, instead of doing Execution.  
Nor let any Doting Superstitious Cato's shake their Goatish Beards, and tax us of Immodesty for this Declaration, since 'tis a public Grievance, and cries aloud for Reformation. Weight and Measure, 'tis well known, should go throughout the world, and there is no torment like Famishment. Experience witnesses our Damage, and Necessity (which easily supersedes all the Laws of Decency) justifies our complaints: For can any Woman of Sense or Spirit endure with Patience, that when privileged by Legal Ceremonies, she approaches the Nuptial Bed, expecting a Man that with Sprightly Embraces, should Answer the Vigour of her Flames, she on the contrary should only meet A Bedful of Bones, and hug a meager useless Corpse rendered as sapless as a Kixe, and drier than a Pumicestone, by the perpetual Fumes of Tobacco, and bewitching effects of this most pernicious COFFEE, whereby Nature is Enfeebled, the Offspring of our Mighty Ancestors Dwindled into a Succession of Apes and Pignies: and 
— The Age of Man  
Now Cramped into an Inch, that was a Span.   
Nor is this (though more than enough) All the ground of our Complaint: For besides, we have reason to apprehend and grow jealous, That Men by frequenting these Stygian Tap-houses will usurp on our Prerogative of Tattling, and soon learn to exeel us in Talkativeness: a Quality wherein our Sex has ever Claimed pre-eminence: For here like so many Frogs in a puddle, they sup muddy water, and murmur infignificant notes till half a dozen of them out-babble an equal number of us at a gossiping, talking all at once in Confusion, and running from point to point as insensibly, and as swiftly, as ever the Ingenious Polewheel could run divisions on the Base-viol; yet in all their prattle every one abounds in his own sense, as stiffly as a Quaker at the late Barbican Dispute, and submits to the Reasons of no other mortal: so that there being neither Moderator nor Rules observed, you may as soon fill a Quart pot with Syllogisms, as profit by their Discourses.  
Certainly our Countrymens' palates are become as Fanatical as their Brains; how else is't possible they should Apostatise from the good old primitive way of Ale-drinking, to run a whoring after such variety of destructive Foreign Liquors, to trifle away their time, scald their Chaps, and spend their Money, all for a little base, black, thick, nasty, bitter, stinking, nauseous Puddle-water: Yet (as all Witches have their Charms) so this ugly Turkish Enchantress by certain Invisible Wires attracts both Rich and Pooor; so that those that have scarce Twopences to buy their Children Bread, must spend a penny each evening in this Insipid Stuff: Nor can we send one of our Husbands to Call a Midwife, or borrow a Glister-pipe, but he must stay an hour by the way drinking his two Dishes, & two Pipes.  
At these Houses (as at the Springs in Afric) meet all sorts of Animals, whence follows the production of a thousand Monster Opinions and Absurdities; yet for being dangerous to Government, we dare be their Compurgaters, as well knowing them to be too tame and too talkative to make any desperate Politicians: For though they may now and then destroy a Fleet, or kill ten thousand of the French, more than all the Confederates can do, yet this is still in their politic Capacities, for by their personal valour they are scarce fit to be of the Lifeguard to a Cherrytree: And therefore, though they frequently have hot Contests about most Important Subjects; as what colour the Red Sea is of; whether the Great Turk be a Lutheran or a Calvinist; who Cain's Father in Law was, etc. yet they never fight about them with any other save our Weapon, the Tongue.  
Some of our Sots pretend tippling of this boiled Soot cures them of being Drunk; but we have reason rather to conclude it makes them so, because we find them not able to stand after it: 'Tis at best but a kind of Earthing a Fox to hunt him more eagerly afterward: A rare method of good-husbandry, to enable a man to be drunk three times a day! Just such a Remedy for Drunkenness, as the Pope's allowing of Stews, is a means to prevent Fornication: The Coffee-house being in truth, only a Pimp to the Tavern, a relishing soop preparative to a fresh debauch: For when people have swilled themselves with a morning draught of more Ale than a Brewer's horse can carry, hither they come for a pennyworth of Settle-brain, where they are sure to meet enough lazy pragmatical Companions, that resort here to prattle of News, that they neither understand, nor are concerned in; and after an hours impertinent Chat, begin to consider a Bottle of Claret would do excellent well before Dinner; whereupon to the Bush they all march together, till every one of them is as Drunk as a Drum, and then back again to the Coffe-house to drink themselves sober; where three or four dishes a piece, and smoking, makes their throats as dry as Mount Aetna inflamed with Brimstone; so that they must away to the next Red Lattice to quench them with a dozen or two of Ale, which at last growing nauseous, one of them begins to extol the blood of the Grape, what rare Langoon, and Racy Canary may be had at the Mitre: Sayest thou so? cries another, Let's then go and replenish there▪ with our Earthen Vessels: So once more they troop to the Sack-shop till they are drunker than before; and then by a retrograde motion, stagger back to Soberize themselves with Coffee: Thus like Tennis Balls between two Rackets, the Fops our Husbands are bandied to and fro all day between the Coffee-house and Tavern, whilst we poor Souls sit mopeing all alone till Twelve at night, and when at last they come to bed smoked like a Westphalia Hogshead we have no more comfort of them, than from a shotten Herring or a dried Bulrush; which forces us to take up this Lamentation and sing, Tom Farthing, Tom Farthing, where hast thou been, Tom Farthing? Twelve a Clock ere you come in, Two a Clock ere you begin, And then at last can do nothing: Would make a Woman weary, weary, weary, would make a Woman weary, etc.  
Wherefore the Premises considered, and to the end that our Just Rights may be restored, and all the Ancient Privileges of our Sex preserved inviolable; That our Husbands may give us some other Testimonies of their being Men, besides their Beards and wearing of empty Pantaloons: That they no more run the hazard of being Cuckold by Dildoes: But returning to the good old strengthening Liquors of our Forefathers; that Nature's Exchequer may once again be replenished, and a Race of Lusty Hero's begot, able by their Achievements, to equal the Glories of our Ancestors.  
We Humbly Pray, That you our Trusty Patrons would improve your Interest, that henceferth the Drinking COFFEE may on severe penalties be forbidden to all Persons under the Age of Threescore; and that instead thereof, Lusty nappy Beer, Cock-Ale, Cordial Canaries, Restoring Malagoes, and Back-recruiting Chocholet be Recommended to General Use, throughout the Utopian Territories.  
In hopes of which Glorious Reformation, your Petitioners shall readily Prostrate themselves, and ever Pray, etc.  
FINIS.