Flamma sine Fumo or, poems without fictions. Hereunto are annexed the Causes, Symptoms, or Signes of several Diseases with their Cures, and also the diversity of Urines, with their Causes in Poetical measure. By R. W. [i.e. Rowland Watkyns] |
The Squinacy.
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Flamma sine Fumo | ||
The Squinacy.
Excess of filthy blood and choler float,
And draw unto the muscles of the throat.
The Patient's mouth is open, eyes are red,
He cannot draw his breath, nor swallow bread.
And draw unto the muscles of the throat.
The Patient's mouth is open, eyes are red,
He cannot draw his breath, nor swallow bread.
A Dogs toord with Oak-apples plaister-wise,
Is for the throat the best you can devise.
In a new earthen pot old Swallows burn,
Honey and powder mix to serve your turn,
Then with a quilt convey it down the throat,
It is a perfect cure, as divers note.
Fresh Hysop boyl'd in vinegar, is good
To gargarise, as I have understood.
Is for the throat the best you can devise.
In a new earthen pot old Swallows burn,
Honey and powder mix to serve your turn,
Then with a quilt convey it down the throat,
It is a perfect cure, as divers note.
Fresh Hysop boyl'd in vinegar, is good
To gargarise, as I have understood.
Flamma sine Fumo | ||