CHAP. IX.
A strange cure done to one that was molested with Incubus.
NOw being wearied with the rehearsal of so many Lecheries, most hor∣rible, and very filthy and fabulous actions and passions of Witches, together with the spirit Incubus: I will end with a true story taken out of Jason Pratensis,* 1.1 which, though it be rude, yet it is not altogether so unclean as the rest.
There came (saith he) of late a Mass-Priest unto me, making pitteous moan, and saying, that if I holpe him not, he should be undone, and utterly over∣thrown; so great was his infirmity; for (saith he) I was wont to be fair and fat, and of an excellent complexion; and lo how I look, being now a very ghost con∣sisting of skin and bone, &c. What is the matter (quoth Jason?) I will shew you Sir, said the Priest: There cometh unto me, almost every night, a certain woman, unknown unto me, and lyeth so heavy upon my breast, that I cannot fetch my breath, neither have any power to cry, neither do my hands serve me to shove her away, nor my feet to go from her. I smild (quoth Jason) and told him that he was vexed with a disease called Incubus, or the mare, and the residue was phantasie and vain imagination.* 1.2 Nay (said the Priest) it cannot be so; for by our blessed Lady, I tell you nothing but that which waking I saw with mine eyes, and felt with mine hands; I see her when she cometh upon me, and strive to repel her; but I am so infeebled that I cannot; and for remedy I have run about from place to place, but no help I could get: At length I went to an old Fryer that was counted an odd fellow, and thought to have had help at his hands; but the Devil a whit had I of him, saving, that for remedy, he willed me to pray to God; whom, I am sure, I wearied with my tedious prayers long before. Then went I unto an old woman, quoth the Priest, who was said to be a cunning Witch; and she willed me, that the next morning, about the dawning of the day, I should piss, and immediately should cover the piss-pot, or stop it with my right nether-stock, and before night the Witch should come to visit me. And although, quoth he, the respect of mine orders somewhat ter∣rified me from the execution of her advise; yet my necessities divers wayes, and specially my pains, moved me to make tryal of her words: and, by the mass, quoth the Priest, her words fell out as sure as a club; For a Witch came to my