Here begynneth a newe boke of medecynes intytulyd or callyd the Treasure of pore men whiche sheweth many dyuerse good medecines for dyuerse certayn dysseases as in the table of this present boke more playnly shall appere. The boke of medecines.

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Title: Here begynneth a newe boke of medecynes intytulyd or callyd the Treasure of pore men whiche sheweth many dyuerse good medecines for dyuerse certayn dysseases as in the table of this present boke more playnly shall appere. The boke of medecines.
Publication: [Imprynted at London :: In the pultre at the longe shoppe by saynt Myldredys church dore by [J. Rastell for] me Rycherd Bankes,; [1526?]]
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Subject terms: Medicine -- Formulae, receipts, prescriptions -- Early works to 1800.; Medicine, Popular -- Early works to 1800.
Cite this Item: "Here begynneth a newe boke of medecynes intytulyd or callyd the Treasure of pore men whiche sheweth many dyuerse good medecines for dyuerse certayn dysseases as in the table of this present boke more playnly shall appere. The boke of medecines." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A13897.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 23, 2024.

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