A marvellous Medicine to cure a great paine,
If a Mayden-head be lost to get it againe.
To a pleasant new tune.
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O Nce busie in study betwixt night and day,
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with choyse of inventions I had in my minde,
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And many odde matters my minde did assay,
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but any to please me I could not well finde:
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Then suddenly casting the nose in the winde,
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I smelt out a Medicine both precious and plaine,
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How to help silly Maydens that had been somwhat kind
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to get by good order their Mayden-head againe.
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First the Mayde must be brought into a sleepe,
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for three houres together before she awake,
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And seven dayes after this dyet must keepe,
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with these kind of compounds the which shee must take,
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She must eate neyther rost-meate, sod, neyther bake,
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but all kinde of dainties shee must refraine,
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Save onely this medicine, the which if shee take,
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then it will restore her Mayden-head againe.
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The first day give her the slime of an Eele,
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blowne through a Bag-pipe with the wind of a bladder,
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With two or three turnings of a spinning wheele,
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boyld in an Egge-shell, and streind through a ladder:
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The tongue of an Urchin, the sting of an Adder,
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boyld in a blanket in a showre of raine,
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With seven notes of musicke to make her the gladder,
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and it will restore her mayden-head againe.
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The second day give her the peeping of a Mouse,
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with three drops of thunder that fals from the skie,
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And temper it with three leapes of a Louse,
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and put therein three skips of a Flye,
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With a gallon of water of a Widdowes eye,
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that weepes for her husband when death hath him slaine,
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Let her take this medicine and drinke by and by,
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and it will restore her mayden-head againe.
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The third day give her the chattering of a Sparrow,
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rosted in Mitten of untan'd Leather,
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Give it her with the rumbling of a wheele-barrow,
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and baste it with three yards of a blacke Swans feather,
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The juyce of a Whetstone thereto put together,
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with the fart of a Fryer brought hither from Spaine
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Let her lay all these in an ell of Louse leather,
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and lay warme to her belly to helpe her great paine.
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The fourth day give her the song of a Swallow,
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well tempered with Marrow wrung out of a log,
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With three pound and better of Stock-fish tallow
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hard fryed in the left horne of a Butchers blue dog,
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With the gaggling of a Goose, & the friskes of a Frog
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the bill of a shovell, or a Humble-bees braine:
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Give her this tasting, with the grunting of a Hog,
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and it will restore her mayden-head againe.
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The fift day give her betwixt eight a clocke and nine,
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some gruell of Grantum made for the nonce,
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The braines of a birdbolt powdred very fine,
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and beat in a Morter of Ginne-wrens bones,
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Boyld in a nut-shell betwixt two mill-stones:
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with the guts of a Gudgin before she be staine:
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Let her be sure to drinke all this at once,
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and it will restore her mayden-head againe.
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Now marke well the sixt day what must be her trade,
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she must have a Woodcocke, a Snipe, or a Quaile,
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Bak'd fine in an Oven before it be made,
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and mingle it with the blood of a Snaile,
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With foure or five Inches of a Jacke-an apes taile:
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what though for a while it put her to paine,
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Yet let her take it without any faile,
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and it will restore her mayden-head againe.
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The seventh day give her a pound of Maydes mothes,
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brayd in a basket of danger and blame,
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With conserves of Coleworts bound in a boxe,
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to comfort her stomacke with the sirrup of shame:
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Although she be past all hope of good name,
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and unto her honestie a very great staine.
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Let her take it to remedy the same,
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and it will restore her mayden-head againe.
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Loe these are our Medicines for Maydens each one,
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which in their Virginitie amisse somewhat fell,
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Pray you if ever you hear them make moane,
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and gladly would know the place where I dwell,
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At the signe of the Whip and the Eg-shell,
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neere Pancake ally on Salisbury Plaine,
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There shall they finde remedy using this well
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or else never to recover their mayden-head againe.
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