The art of longevity, or, A diæteticall instition written by Edmund Gayton.
Gayton, Edmund, 1608-1666.
To his quondam Fellow Oxonian EDMUND GAYTON.
THese Dietetick Laws thou dost here give,
Do teach us how, but make thy self to live,
And so they shall, industrious Mun, till time
Do once restore thee unto Prose from Rime:
Sometimes in Latine verse, in English now
You do, (God bless it) drive Poetick plough.
Whence are these Institutes, and whence these Rules?
Not from th' Apothecary Shops, or Schools?
Thou talk'st Arabian Authors, but thy pains
Speak lowdly, thou hast no Library but brains.
Longevity thou giv'st us from Iove's Bower,
And temperance from Friar Bacon's * Tower.
Who'd think a Man should fall so mightily,
Who had his Rudiments of Warr so high?
VVho'd think that thou, a Centry in the air,
Should'st e're come down to teach us grosser Fare?
A Parac•l••an then (without disgrace)
I'le call thee, instructed by the Prince oth' Place.
Bred in the Air, and VVarr, what Powders may
Not come from thee? my Lady Kents give way.
Both Monk and Souldier owns thee, for I know,
Both Presses thou dost stoutly undergo.
And now to please the Ladies thou hast brought,
Not things farre fetch'd, nor yet too dearly bought:
Page [unnumbered]Thou mak'st their Kitchin-Gardens give them more
Then Aegypt and both th' Indies did before.
Thus common things, not vulgar, are made nice,
And cheapness sometimes may enhanse the price.
What thou hast done with staffe of place and wealth
We know not, but I'me sure the staffe of health
Thou carri'st still before us, and our part
Is but to follow well, and praise thy Art:
Great Art, that doth not only save but cure,
Preventive too, as well as make t' endure.
Wherefore I shall no more of thee rehearse,
Who giv'st us Mirth, and Physick, in a verse:
And those that will not for thy dose give Fee,
Let them want verses, and their health for me.
Philogeiton. H. I. Dr. L. L.