A Marvelous Medicine to cure a great Pain,
if a Maiden-head be lost to get it again.
ONce busie in study betwixt night and day
With choyce of inventions I had in my mind,
And many od matters my mind did assay,
But any to please me I could not well find,
Then suddenly casting my nose in the wind,
I smelt out a Medicine both precious and plain,
Now to help silly maidens that have bin somwhat kind
To get by good order their Maiden head again.
First the Maid must be brought into a sléep,
For seven dayes together before she awake.
And seven dayes after this dyet must keep,
with these kind of compounds the which she must take
She must not eat neither rost meat Sod neither bake
But all kind of daintyes she must refrain,
Save only the Medicine which if she take.
then it will restore, &c.
The first day give her the slime of an Eale
Blown through a bag-pipe with the wind of a bladder
With two or three turnings of a Spinning whéele,
Boyl'd in an Egshell and strain'd through a Ladder,
The Tongue of an Vrchin the sting of an Adder,
Boyld in a blanket in a showr of Rain,
With seven notes of Musick to make her the gladder
And it will, &c.
The second day give her the péeping of a Mouse,
With the drops of Thunder that falls from the sky,
And temper it with thrée leaps of a lowse,
And put thereon thrée skips of a fly.
With a gallon of water from a widows eye.
That weeps for her husband when death hath him slain
Let her take this Medicine and drink by and by,
And it will &c.
The third day give her the chattering of a Sparrow
Rosted in a mitten of untan'd Leather,
Give it her with the rumbling of a whéele barrow,
And bast it with thrée yards of black Swans Feather
The juce of a whetstone therein put together,
With a fart of a Fryer brought hither from Spain,
Let her lay all this in an ell of lowse Leather.
And lay warm to her belly to cure her great pain.
The fourth day give her the Song of a Swallow,
Well tempered with marrow wrung out of a Log
With thrée pound and better of stock fish Tallow,
Hard try'd in the left horn of a blew butchers Dog.
With the gagling of a Goose and thrée frisks of a frog
The hill of a shovell and an humble Bées brain,
Give her this fasting with the grunting of a hog.
And it will, &c.
The fift day give her twixt eight and nine,
Some gruel of grantham boyl'd for the nonce,
The brains of a bird bolt powdred very fine,
And beat in a Morter of Genny Rens bones.
Boyld in a Nutshel betwixt two Milstones.
With the guts of a Gudgin before she be slain,
Let her be sure to take all this at once,
And it will, &c.
Now mark well the sixt day what must be her trade
She must have a woodcock a ship or a quail,
Bakt fine in an Oven before it be made.
And mingle it with the blood of a Snale.
With four or five inches of a Iack a napes tail,
What though for a while it put her to pain,
Yet let her take this without any fall
And it will. &c.
The seventh day give her a pound of maids mocks
Bray'd in a basket of danger and blame
With conserves of colworts bound in a box.
To comfort her stomack with sirrop of shame
Although she be past all hope of good name.
And to her honesty a very great stain,
Let her take this to remedy the same
And it will, &c:
Lo these are our Medicines for Maidens each one
Which in their Virginity amisse somewhat fell:
Pray if ever you hear them make moan
And gladly would know the place where I dwell
At the sign of the whip and Eggshell
Néer Pancake Alley on Salissbury plain
There shall they find remedy using this well
Or else ne'r recover their Maiden head aga [...].