Panala medica vel sanitatis et longævitatis alumna catholica: = The fruitfull and frugall nourse of sound health and long life. Per Guil: Folkingham Gen: Math. & Med. studiosum.

Panalaes Etymon.

ANd why Panala? Is't cause all meere-Ale In sight and taste I seeme sans other vale? Not so confin'd; I serue for Bread and Broth, Fell Thirst and Hunger keene I cure them both. What's nutritiue, what t'Health or Dyet tends The little bulke I beare all comprehends. The languid Appetite I recreate, Famelique spirits richly saturate, Tracts fibrous for'th Mechanique t'operate With vap'rie Nutriment, I reserate, The corp'rall parts essentially I nourish, Make th' Animalls effectually to flourish, Good spirits wing with viue and actiue vigors, Malefique void or calme discursant rigors. I arme Man Cape à Pee gainst Humor-iarrings, Whole troops of Sicknesse quell or daunt their darrings, I cleere the phansie from fanatique wanders, And Reason aye redeeme from false Maeanders. With blest Soules I best spirits symphonize, With pure soile seed prolifique sympathize.

Nor am I tyde to Ceres plain'st array Saue when I suit my selfe to low allay, Yet then sometimes my habit I doe varie, And faire Pomona dights me for her Fairy. When Truage vnto courtly Dames I render In due habiliments my selfe I tender. Imbroydries faire from France and from Canaries Make-vp my mantle with what rich and rare is. Fraught with choice Indian Plants endeard enchase, Quaint vinie Trailes my Kyrtle entertrace. Flora the Globe rounds, vertues best infuses To prime Extracts whose pride my Robe diffuses. With Pearles and Iems my Buskins are imbost, My flowry Chaplet round with Beauperes cost. What Tethys yeelds, or pregnant Tellus claims Are subiects to my salutary aymes. The Hauen of Health to gaine with erning Sterne, Ʋertumnus like my Garb and Gage I Pern, My forme, my face, my posture and my pall, My corps contracting to dimensions small. Yet nis my Ballast lesser then my Sayle, What's the Disease in which I not auaile? I am not tho, with doubtfull spirits fraught Which kill in future by impressions raught From dreadfull Minerals suruiuing Ghost, Though desp'rate griefes with palliats they accoast. Ingredients of suspect, each Drug that base is Abandon'd balke my presence; Verdures graces,

Secure-boon-vertues beauie in my Bower, Where tainted Tinctures find nor place nor power. Nor am I destute of due aequipage, Though most I make my progresse without Page; Select Attendants and Associats too Are prest aye to performe what I bid doo. My Harbinger with high Herculean hand Th' Augean sordid Stals, each stagnant Stand (Whose turgid grosse Illuvies doth surround Mans Edifice with Soakages profound, Each Roome, each Closet, euen his lofty Turret, Taints and infests with vapours of ill Spirit) Doth clense and cleere, eliminating all That may my happy intertaine fore-stall. Both Land and Water-Leech attend my Traine, Riuers and Rils or full or foule to draine. Vshers me conduct to each Part each Place Apert, opert, to what's of vse of grace; (Not that I need such Conuoy, saue for State, Sith porous Blinds I selfly penetrate) All which my choice Concomitants and I Corroborate, Repaire and Rectifie.