Ebsom Well to Cuer sicknes
Ebsom Well to Cuer sicknes — July-24-1645
Ease and Luxurious Appetite
Invest diseases, Ebsom how to —
And that infection might have less power
Ore Corpulency heer I teach to —
Clensing the Intrailes that one would think
All savours were supprest, saving to —
Wher that noe fiddle string might want its part
Tenner or Treble — base, each Gut doth —
In Diapazon and in Long and Largi
Skoar out the Key and Cliff as in Dung —
With Quavers-semy-Demy whilst the Gutt
In Brief is troubled til you mountup —
Now 'Cause Degrees in shooting doe controwle
All shiting Level's random from the —
And guives the Charge 'thout other Fife or Drummer
Than what Arse-hole Fizells when you —
Both white and Brown are Founders and present
As from their forge a reaking Funda —
Whilst nature thus assaulted must confess
She's her own Conquest thorough shit —
All Misdemeanour's liable to scourge
Soe doe malignant humors need a —
And what deceiptful Tast doth recommend
Unto excess must out at t'other —
Cures are not wrought but by the Contraries
Wher Stomack's over clad ther bare thy —
And if with sicknes Helth be growing skearce
Be not ashamd i'th'Common t'shew thy —
For 'tis noe jesting matter those that Come
To Drink of me must often turn up —
Before the Timpany or Dropsy source
Abate and Ebb-out of that Lower —
All those that thirst for health come heer and quench
Whither swoln Matron or wanton w —
That is all Aier, for all diseas of wind
By water prest Evaporats be —
One drinkes soe many Ownces, t'other pledges
Until at last they both run through — 9 —
Could but this smock tel tales and t'other shirt
That which was Haytegoe they'd christen sq —
And what before the fluxes wont unsluce
Of Belly-Gripings now it is this —
This pretious Liquor; that can cuer and save
When husbands are too slack what wives would —
For at pretences door heer whilst some knock
They Find the surest way's to change the —
And soe one swelling whilst abatement swayes
An other comes t'exalt the horne of —
Ladies are nice and dress them at a Glass
But ther's noe shi-ting place like to the —
Whither Profitients, or yet to learn
For their Back-Faces-fan the best is F —
And she that of me many Pottles takes
'Tis odds her Belly Twattles in the Br —
For 'twas approvd with out bought words or fayle
That all Obstructions sally best from —
Which Postern gate or Caz'emat alone
Huyshers the road unto port Esk —
When forc't by me, and their condition such
Their Coulers flying all the Common's —
And soe display like fetherd rain in flakes
That doe proclaime the Conquerer A —
As if Ulisees quite had left the field
Ajax seemd armd with Agammnons —
And soe unconquerable 'less in this
Wher all must yeild their nose to T. and P —
Which once admitted tis without all doubt
I can doe wonders turning inside —
Discover smelling Treason in a word
Discypher Plotts and them defeat in T —
More might be spoaken in my Fountains praise
But He that houlds too long himself be —
Therfore let this suffize and when you —
If't mend the stool I'm payd then wipe with it.
Ease and Luxurious Appetite
Invest diseases, Ebsom how to —
And that infection might have less power
Ore Corpulency heer I teach to —
Clensing the Intrailes that one would think
All savours were supprest, saving to —
Wher that noe fiddle string might want its part
Tenner or Treble — base, each Gut doth —
In Diapazon and in Long and Largi
Skoar out the Key and Cliff as in Dung —
With Quavers-semy-Demy whilst the Gutt
In Brief is troubled til you mountup —
Now 'Cause Degrees in shooting doe controwle
All shiting Level's random from the —
And guives the Charge 'thout other Fife or Drummer
Than what Arse-hole Fizells when you —
Both white and Brown are Founders and present
As from their forge a reaking Funda —
Whilst nature thus assaulted must confess
She's her own Conquest thorough shit —
All Misdemeanour's liable to scourge
Soe doe malignant humors need a —
And what deceiptful Tast doth recommend
Unto excess must out at t'other —
Cures are not wrought but by the Contraries
Wher Stomack's over clad ther bare thy —
And if with sicknes Helth be growing skearce
Be not ashamd i'th'Common t'shew thy —
For 'tis noe jesting matter those that Come
To Drink of me must often turn up —
Before the Timpany or Dropsy source
Abate and Ebb-out of that Lower —
All those that thirst for health come heer and quench
Whither swoln Matron or wanton w —
That is all Aier, for all diseas of wind
By water prest Evaporats be —
One drinkes soe many Ownces, t'other pledges
Until at last they both run through — 9 —
Could but this smock tel tales and t'other shirt
That which was Haytegoe they'd christen sq —
And what before the fluxes wont unsluce
Of Belly-Gripings now it is this —
This pretious Liquor; that can cuer and save
When husbands are too slack what wives would —
For at pretences door heer whilst some knock
They Find the surest way's to change the —
And soe one swelling whilst abatement swayes
An other comes t'exalt the horne of —
Ladies are nice and dress them at a Glass
But ther's noe shi-ting place like to the —
Whither Profitients, or yet to learn
For their Back-Faces-fan the best is F —
And she that of me many Pottles takes
'Tis odds her Belly Twattles in the Br —
For 'twas approvd with out bought words or fayle
That all Obstructions sally best from —
Which Postern gate or Caz'emat alone
Huyshers the road unto port Esk —
When forc't by me, and their condition such
Their Coulers flying all the Common's —
And soe display like fetherd rain in flakes
That doe proclaime the Conquerer A —
As if Ulisees quite had left the field
Ajax seemd armd with Agammnons —
And soe unconquerable 'less in this
Wher all must yeild their nose to T. and P —
Which once admitted tis without all doubt
I can doe wonders turning inside —
Discover smelling Treason in a word
Discypher Plotts and them defeat in T —
More might be spoaken in my Fountains praise
But He that houlds too long himself be —
Therfore let this suffize and when you —
If't mend the stool I'm payd then wipe with it.
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