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.

Ad Beneuolos.

If Hackney-hosts prate lip-lash (humor-pleasings) Guests t'intertaine, may freely vent sans Gages, Then why not I word-gawdies, sith non-leasings? Coy chamber-chats to court quaint garb for pages? For youngsters spruce terse rolls of rhet'rick writ? Strong lines to line th'weak texture of my warks? Plaine Fustian here the Fresh-mans Cappe to fit, There Inkhorne termes for Pedants puny Clarks; Here Ale-froth (Turgent style) for barmy vains, There Linsey-woolsey Stuffe for Trauelliers, Here phrases phalerate for Courtly Streines There briske Embellishments for Cauelliers: Cramb biscoct for carps, for Momes mushrō cold For palate puffe-paste, bumbast for the Braine, New coin for new-comes, for Eld th'antick mold, For learned Lads Colours of richer Graine: For shallows shails, fumes and Mercuriall flashes, Prest sulphur-fancies for quicke vapourists, Substanciate salts (extracts from lighter ashes) And kernels for Sophian Centralists: Hug, shrug, fleere, jibe & jeere, so th'umor please you, The bent of my ambition is to ease you, And send you iocund Health To ioy your louiall Wealth.

Ad Zoilum & Sciolum.

Art'lumpish, muddie, dull? doe Spirits grosse Damp & bemould thy mind with musty dumps? Associate's congregate, Comrades in Grosse But Lit'rates all, else ill the Turba jumps; Then take Panala, Booke I meane, not Broth, (tho this doth brush th'unfurbisht duskie braine) And let Mas mime or Mome with Gobar-tooth Read-out some lines, quite Byas natiue straine: Odcombian musicke streight wil crown the crowd With jocund mirth & glee; There's not a page But canvast thus dispels each moodie clowde With garbe Sardonian, yea laughes Stentor gage Will stretch thy Hypochondriques, if in Cue, By d••nsing on the Text, thou Criticize, And curious words, with Countenance a-skue With quibs and quaeres fond Anatomize; Thus scurui•• brows, this better cloers frō clouds Than crauing scrapes of many fidling Crowds.

A Iove principium.

The Reins of Life and Death are in the Lord Almighties hand, without his prouidence Sparrow nor Hayre doth fall, (tis Christs owne word) Much lesse doth Man, the lucid Euidence And patterne of his daily patronage: Hath Griefe or Sicknesse then thee prostrate laid, And for reliefe wouldst (prouident) engage Thy resolution for Physicke ayde? True-humbled first vnder Gods mighty Hand With contrite penitence thy sinnes agnize, His mercies craue, with conscience well scand To him in Christ (the Lambe, blest Sacrifice) Thee reconcile: The Meanes then pray him blesse, And straight to Physicke doe thy selfe addresse.

Flectere si nequeūt superos Acheronta mouebūt.

Of secret sicknesse when some seisure rare Or Symptomes strange doe plunge the iudgment poore, Blinde superstition then suggests despaire Of physickes ayd from graue or learned lore; Look-forth rings in the eare, rules in rude hearts Some planet ill hath strucke, Fayries haue tane, Or miscreant Tongues, accursed Eyes, damn'd Arts, Haue plung'd man in such plight to worke his bane.

The wise man straight, or warped mother Mumble Must be consulted with in this hard case: To chatter Charmes, or colour'd Cups to jumble Their Ʋocator to fetch them trots a pace. Thus fancies fond God and his good meanes slight And Troth imply'd with Beliall doe plight.

Vna cadem{que} manus vulnus opem{que} feret.

Doth spirit-griefe, or sicknesse corporall Thy troubled mind or craised Body cumber, With dints deriu'd from causes naturall Or supernaturall in waight or number? To physicke flying if thou dost confide Simply in Simples, drugs of rare esteeme, Or learn'd Higaeias Art, Thou art cleere wide, But wider far and wicked, if thou deeme That any Wizard with his Saintish, show Of meanes, words, writings, colourably pure, Or woman wise with superstitious Doo, Of senslesse ceremonies can thee cure: Gods hand that gaue the wound, or way vnto it, Must giue thee help, 'thout him no power can do it.

Ne Hercules contra duos.

The Patient, Physician and Disease Doe constitute a three-fold combatance,

Each couplet siding euer doth disseise And quell th'Opponent with concomitance. When Patients ioyne in body and in mind With Doctors Art, sicknesse is put to flight. When ill Physicians, or in iudgement blind, Or carelesse, carry not their cures aright, But erring'gainst Nature, with sicknesse side, Such double force not able to sustaine, Naught saue destruction can the sicke betide. But if the Patient fond through fancie vaine Side with the sicknesse, downe then goes sir Doctor, Gainst Infamy no Innocence gets Proctor.

Impar congressus Achilli.

Sole Nature, with selfe-Faculties (at first By th' Naturant infus'd) of Actiue Spirits, Diseases potent in Mans bulke imprest Encounters, combats, forceth, foyles, forth-ferrets: Yet recrudescence oft her troope disbands, Vneath concoct they what rebellious lurke; And when impact ore-Ballasts all their hands Doe manicle, to weale how should she worke? But lighten straight her load, and breake her Bands, Shele grapple with Gigantine griefes, repeale Deaths menac'd doomes, where Artles-idle stands, Expecting th' aydlesse force, which Time doth steale, Till Nature nill, and Physicke will not, worke, Bieres meerly build to beare the corps to th'kirke.

Bis orat, qui benè laborat.

When prest Obedience and industry pace Concomitants close siding faithfull prayer, Prayer then (sure) purchaseth th'entrusted Grace Of health and heauenly helpes which man doth shaer. But th'idle verbalist, whose addle braine Thinkes for bare labour of a lip of babel At Gods immediate hand supplies to gaine Sans meane and selfe deuoire (grant-seale and label) To pine or perish in his want deserues For disobedience to his Ordinance, Who his best boones and blessings choice reserues For dooers, the Industrious to aduance. He double prayes, who lab'ring well pursues Due meanes for good, ordain'd of God to vse.

Plus Vltra.

He that with Clyster can the Costiue ease, The stufe Intestines scoure with rousing purge, The stomacke and confining parts release Of Ballasts, which with greivances them vrge, Can slice a veine, and by the trifid sluce Of sanguisuge diminish peccant blood, Can dose a Dormatiue shall driue a Truce To vagrant spirits, when want of sleepe make wood,

Thinkes himselfe worthy of the Doctor Chayer Cause thus he Trots the road they daily plod; But there's Plus vltra, ere he can repaire The craised Bower of the soules abode; Treasures of blood and Radique humide st••re, From depredation shield, Life balsm restore.

Natura non facit-saltum.

The sicke are way-farers (with cumber loaden Of trashie reliques) bound for pilgrimage, Physicke an Angel, that lends wholesome Leaden, Lightens their burthens, yeelds kind aequipage, Cleers, plains, makes passable, safe guards their waies, With brizes coole correcteth soultrie Heats, Shades with vmbrels from Phoebus torrid Rayes, Cold, wet and wind, and durt and dust defeats, With cord'al food and rich Borachios Armes, Thirst, hunger, faintings, wearinesse auerts, From bainfull Cates, false baites, sly Syren charmes, The Appetite, Senses, Fancy, all diuerts: Thus with more ease, lesse time & toyle they trip i•• Yet at an instant looke not they should skip it.

FINIS.