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Comedies, Tragi-comedies, With other Poems

by Mr William Cartwright ... The Ayres and Songs set by Mr Henry Lawes

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The Chambermaids Posset.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Chambermaids Posset.

My Ladies young Chaplain could never arive
More than to four points, or thereabout:
He propos'd fifteen, but was gravell'd at five,
My Lady stood up and still preach'd 'em out.

230

The Red-hatted Vertue's in number but four,
With Grief he remembred, for one was not:
The Habit's divine, not yet in our Power,
Were Faith, Hope, and (Brethren) the third I ha' forgot.
Sir John was resolved to suffer a Drench,
To furnish his Spirit with better Provision
A Posset was made by a Leviticall Wench,
It was of the Chambermaids own Composition.
The Milk it came hot from an Orthodox Cow
Ne'r rid by the Pope, nor yet the Popes Bull;
The heat of Zeal Boyled it, God knows how:
'Twas the Milk of the Word; Beleeve it who will.
The Ingredients were divers, and most of them new,
No Vertue was judg'd in an Antient thing:
In the Garden of Leyden some part of them grew,
And some did our own Universities bring.
Imprimis two handfull of long Digressions,
Well squeexed and press'd at Amsterdam,
They cured Buchanan's dangerous Passions,
Each Grocers Shop now will afford you the same.
Two ounces of Calvinisme not yet refin'd,
By the better Physicians not thought to be good;
But 'twas with the Seal of a Conventicle sign'd,
And approv'd by the Simpling Brotherhood.
One Quarter of Practicall Piety next,
With an Ounce and a half of Histrio-mastrix,
Three Sponfull of T.C.'s confuted Text,
Whose close-noated Ghost hath long ago past Styx.

231

Next Stript whipt Abuses were cast in the Pot,
With the worm eaten Motto not now in fashion;
All these in the Mouth are wondrous hot,
But approvedly Cold in operation.
Next Clever and Doddisme both mixed and fine,
With five or six scruples of Conscience Cases,
Three Drams of Geneva's strict Discipline,
All steept in the sweat of the silenc'd faces.
One Handfull of Doctrines, and Uses, or more,
With the utmost Branch of the fifteenth point,
Then Duties enjoyn'd and Motives good store,
All boyl'd to a Spoonfull, though from a siz'd Pint.
These all have astringent and hard qualities,
And for notable Binders received be,
To avoid the Costiveness thence might arise,
She allay'd them with Christian Liberty.
The Crumbs of Comfort did thicken the Mess,
'Twas turn'd by the frown of a sowre fac'd Brother,
But that you will say converts wickedness,
'Twill serve for the one as well as the Other.
An Ell London-measure of tedious Grace,
Was at the same time Conceiv'd, and said,
'Twas eat with a spoon defil'd with no face,
Nor the Imag'ry of an Apostles head.
Sir John after this could have stood down the Sun,
Dividing the Pulpit and Text with one Fist,
The Glass was Compell'd still Rubbers to run,
And he counted the fift Evangelist.

232

The Pig that for haste, much like a Devout
Entranced Brother, was wont to Come in
VVith white staring Eyes, not quite roasted out,
Came now in a Black Persecution skin.
Stale Mistris Priscilla her Apron-strings straite
Let down for a Line just after his Cure:
Sir John did not nibble, but pouch'd the deceit:
An Advouzon did bait him to make all sure.