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WORMWOOD


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Wormwood

Planet:   Mars
Energie: leicht warm und leicht trocken


Stichworte:
Galle Choller
Geschlechtsverkehr Venery
provoziert Urin Provokes Urine
Hilft bei Übersättigung Helps Surfets
Schwellungen Swellings
Appetitlosigkeit Appetite lost
Gelbsucht Yelloow Jaundice
Schützt die Gesundheit Preserve Health
Provoziert die Menstruation Terms provokes
Bisse von Ratten und Mäusen Biting of Rats & Mice
Pilze Nesselsucht Mushroms wheals
Pickel und Beulen Pushes
Schwarze und blaue Flecken Black & blew Spots
Peritonsillarabszess Quinsie
Augen Eyes
Bisse oder Stiche von giftigen Tieren Biting or stinging by Venemous Beasts
Milz Spleen
Syphilis French Pox
Übersättigung Surfet
Mundgeruch Stinking Breath
Getrübtes Gehirn Dull Brain
Schwach Sehvermögen Weak Sight

  
Description: Three Wormwoods are familiar with us; One I shall not descrabe, another I shall describe, and the Third be Critical at. And I care not greatly if I begin with the last first.
Sea Wormwood hath gotten as many Names as vertues (and perhaps one more) Seriphion, Santonicon, Belgicum, Narbonense, Xantomicum, Misnense, and a matter of twenry more, which I will not blot Paper withal: A Papist got the Toy by the end, and he called it Holy Wormwood; and in truth I am of Opinion, Their giving so much holiness to Herbs is the Reason there remains so little in themselves.
The Seed of this Wormwood is that which usually Women give their Children for the Worms: Of all Wormwoods that grow here, this is the weakest; I but Doctors commend it, and Apothecaries sell it, the one must keep his Credit, and the other get Money, and that's the key of the work. The Herb is good for somthing, because God made nothing in vain; Will you give me leave to weigh things in the Ballance of Reason; Then thus, The Seeds of the common Wormwood are far more prevalent than the Seed of this, to expell Worms in Children, or People of ripe age: Of both, some are weak, some are strong. The Seriphian Wormseed is the weakest, & happily may prove to be fittest for weakest Bodies (for it is weak enough in all conscience) Let such as are strong take the common Wormseed, for the other will do but little good. Again, neer the Sea many people live, and Seriphium grows neer them, and therfore is more fitting for their Bodies because nourished by the same Air; and this I had from Dr. Reason. In whose Body Dr. Reason dwels not, dwels Dr. Madness, and he brings in his Brethren, Dr. Ignorance, Dr. Folly, and Dr. Sickness, and these together make way for Dr. Death, and the latter end of that man is worse than the beginning. Pride was the cause of Adam's Fall, Pride begate a Daughter, I do not know the Father of it unless the Divil, but she christned it, and call'd it Appetite, and sent her Daughter to tast these Wormwoods, who finding this the least bitter, made the sqeamish Wench extol it to the Skies, though the Vertues of it never reached to the middle Region of the Air. Its due praise is this; It is weakest, therefore fitter for weak Bodies, and fitter for those Bodies that dwel neer it than those that live far from it: my reason, is The Sea (as those that live far from it know when they comt neer it) casteth not such a smel as the Land doth: The tender Mercies of God being over all his Works, hath by his eternal Providence planted Seriphium by the Sea side, as a fit Medicine for the Bodies of those that live neer it. Lastly, It is known to all that know any thing in the Course of Nature, That the Liver delights in sweet things; if so, it abhors bitter, then if your Liver be weak, it is none of the wisest courses to plague it with an Enemy: if the Liver be weak a Consumption follows; Would you know the Reason? 'tis this, A mans Flesh is repaired by Blood, by a third concoction which transmutes Blood into Flesh ('tis well I said [Conction] for if I had said [Boyling] every Cook would have understood me.) The Liver makes Blood, and if it be weakned that it makes not enough the Flesh wasteth, and why must Flesh alwaies be renewed? Because the eternal God when he made the Creation, made one part of it in continual dependency upon another: And why did he so? Because Himself is only Permanent, to reach us, That we should not fix our affections upon what is transitory, but upon what endures for ever. The result of all is this, If the Liver be weak and cannot make Blood enonough (I would have said [Sanguifie] if I had written only to Schollers) The Seriphian which is the weakest of Wormwoods is better than the best. I have been Critical enonough (if not too much.
It starts up out of the earth with many round woody hoary Stalks from one Root, its height is four foot high, or three at the least. The Leaves in Longitude are long, in Latitude narrow, in Colour white, in Foam hoary, in Similitude like Southernwood, only broader and longer, in Tast, rather salt than bitter, because it grows so neer the Salt Water: At the joynts with the Leaves toward the tops it bears little yellow Flowers. The Root lies deep and is woody.
Common Wormwood I shall not describe, for every Boy that can eat an Eg knows it.
Romane Wormwood; And why Romane, seeing it grows familiarly in England? It may be it was so called because 'tis special good for a stinking Breath, which the Romans cannot be very free from maintaining so many Baudy Houses by Authority of his Holiness.
The Stalks are slenderer and shorter than the common Wormwood by one foot at least; the Leaves are more finely cut and devided than they are but somthing smaller; both Leaves and Stalks are hoary; the Flowers of a pale yellow colour, it is altogether like the common Wormwood, save only in bigness, for 'tis smaller; in tast, for 'tis not so bitter, in smell, for it is spicy. Place. It groweth upon the tops of the Mountains (it seems 'tis aspiring) there 'tis Natural; but usually nursed up in Gardens for the use of the Apothecaries in London.
Place: It grows familiarly in England by the Sea side.
Time: All Wormwoods usually Flower in August, a little sooner or later.
Use: Will you give me leave to be Critical a little? I must take leave; Wormwood is an Herb of Mars, and if Pontanus say otherwise he is beside the Bridg. I prove it thus: What delights in Martial places is a Martial Herb, But Wormwood delights in Martial places, (for about Forges and Iron Works you may gather a Cart load of it) Ergo it is a Martial Herb. It is hot and dry in the first degree, Viz. Just as hot as your Blood and not hotter: It remedies the evils Choller can inflict on the Body of man by Sympathy. It helps the evils Venus and her wanton Girls produce, by Antipathy; and it doth somthing else besides; It clenseth the Body of Choller (and who dares say Mars doth no good?) It provokes Urine, helps Surfets, Swellings in the Belly; it causeth an Appetite to meat, because Mars rules the Attractive faculty in Man: The Sun never shone upon a better Herb for the yellow Jaundice than this is: Why should men cry out so much upon Mars for an Infortune (or Saturn either?) Did God make Creatures to do the Creation a mischief? This Herb testifies that Mars is willing to cure all the Diseases he causes; the truth is, Mars loves no Cowards, nor Saturn Fools, nor I, either. Take the Flowers of Wormwood, Rosemary, and black Thorn, of each a like quantity, half that quantity of Saffron, boyl this in Renish Wine, but put not in the Saffron till it is almost boyled; This is the way to keep a Mans Body in health, appointed by Camerarius in his Book intituled, Hortus Medicus, and 'tis a good one too. Besides all this, Wormwood provokes the Terms. I would willingly teach Astrologers, and make them Physitians (if I knew how) for they are most fitting for the Calling, if you will not beleeve me, ask Dr. Hippocrates, and Dr. Galen, a couple of Gentlemen that our Colledg of Physitians keep to vapor with, not to follow. In this one Herb I shall give the Pattern of a Rule to the Sons of Art, rough cast, yet as neer the Truth as the men of Benjamin could throw a stone; whereby my Brethern of the Society of Astrologers may know by a penny how a shilling is coyned: (as for the Colledg of Physitians they are too stately to learn, and too proud to continue, They say a Mouse is under the Dominion of the Moon, and that's the reason they feed in the night: The House of the Moon is Cancer: (Rats are of the same nature with Mice but that they are a little bigger.) Mars receives his fall in Cancer, Ergo Wormwood being an Herb of Mars is a present Remedy for the biting of Rats and Mice. Mushroms (I cannot give them the title of Herba, Frutex, or Arbor) are under the Dominion of Saturn (and take them one time with another they do as much harm as good:) if any have poyson'd himself by eating them, Wormwood an Herb of Mars cures him, because Mars is exalted in Capricorn the Hous of Saturn, & this it doth by Sympathy as it did the other by Antipathy. Wheals, Pushes, black & blew Spots coming eitheir by bruises or beatings, Wormwood an Herb of Mars helps becaus Mars (as bad as you love him, & as ill as you hate him) will not break your Head, but he'l give you a Plaister. If he do but teach you to know your selves, his Courtesie is greater than his Discourtesie: The greatest Antipathy between the Planets is between Mars and Venus, one is hot, the other cold, one Diurnal, the other Nocturnal; one dry, the other moist, their Houses are opposite, one Masculine the other Feminine, one publick the other private, one is valiant, the other effeminate, one loves the light, the other hates it, one loves the Field, the other the Sheets; then the Throat is under Venus, the Quinsie lies in the Throat and is an Inflamation there: Venus rules the Throat (it being under Taurus her Sign) Mars eradicates all Diseases in the Throat by his Herbs (of which Wormwood is one) and send them to Aegypt on an errand never to return more; this by Antipathy. The Eyes are under the Luminaties, the right Eye of a Man, and the left Eye of a Woman, the Sun claims Dominion over: The left Eye of a Man, and the right Eye of a Woman, are the priviledg of the Moon, Wormwood an Herb of Mars cures both; What belongs to the Sun by Sympathy becaus he is exalted in his House; but what belongs to the Moon by Antipathy, because he hath his Fall in hers. Suppose a man be bitten or stung by a martial Creature, imagine a Wasp, a Hornet or Scorpion, Wormwood an Herb of Mars gives you a present cure: Then Mars as Chollerick as he is, hath learned that Patience, to pass by your evil speeches of him, and tells you by my Pen, That he gives you no Affliction but he gives you a Cure; You need not run to Apollo nor Aesculapius; and if he were so Chollerick as you make him to be, he would have drawn his Sword for Anger to see the ill conditions of those people that can spy his Vices and not his Vertues. The enternal God when he made Mars, made him for a publick good, and the Sons of Men shall know it in the latter end of the world. Et caelum Mars solus habet. You say Mars is a Destroyer, mix a little Wormwood an Herb of Mars with your Ink, and neither Rats nor Mice will touch the Paper is written with it, and then Mars is a Preserver. Astrologers say Mars causeth Scabs and Itch, and the Virgins are angry with him, because wanton Venus told them he deforms their Skin: But quoth Mars, my only desire is they should know themselves; my Herb Wormwood will restore them to the beauty they formerly had, and in that I will not come an inch behind my opposite Venus; for which doth the greatest evil, he that takes away an innate beauty, and when he hath done knows how to restore it again; or she that reaches a company of wanton Lasses to paint their Faces? If Mars be in the Virgin in a Nativity, they say he usually causeth the Chollick ('tis well God hath set some body to pul down the Pride of Man) He in the Virgin troubles none wth the Chollick but them that know not themselves (for who knows himself may easily know all the world:) Wormwood an Herb of Mars is a present cure for it: and whether it be most like a Christian to love him for his good, or hate him for his evil, judg ye. I had almost forgotten that Charity thinks no evil, I was once in the Tower and viewed the Wardrobe, and there was a great many fine Cloathes (I can give them no other title, for I was never neither Linnen or Woollen Draper) yet as brave as they looked, my opinion was, the Moaths might consume them (yea Henry the eighth his Codpiece) Moaths are under the Dominion of Mars, his Herb Wormwood being laid amongst Cloathes will make a Moath scorn to meddle with the Cloath, as much as a Lyon scorns to meddle with a Mouse, or an Eagle a Fly. You say Mars is angry, and 'tis true enough, he is angry with my Country-men for being such Fools to be led by the Noses by a Colledg of Physitians, as they lead Bears to Paris-Garden. Melancholly men cannot endure to be wrong'd in point of good name, and that hath sorely troubled old Saturn, because they called him the greatest Infortune: In the Body of Man he rules the Spleen (and that makes Covetous men so Splenetick.) The poor old man lies crying out of his left side, Father Saturn's angry, Mars comes to him, come Brother, I confess thou art evil spoken of, and so am I, thou knowest I have my exaltation in thy House, I'le give him an Herb of mine, Wormwood, to cure the poor man; Saturn consented, but spoke but little, and so Mars cured him by Sympathy. When Mars was free from War (for he loves to be fighting, and is the best friend a Soldier hath) I say when Mars was free from War he called a Councel of War in his own Brain to know how he should do poor sinful man good, (desiring to forget his abuses in being called an Infortune) He musters up his own Forces and places them in Battalia, Oh, quoth he, why do I hurt a poor silly Man or Woman? His Angel Answers him, Tis because they have offended their God [Look back to Adam] Well, saies Mars, though they speak evil of me, I'le do good to them; Death's cold, my Herbs shall heat them, They are full of ill Humors (else they would never have spoken ill of me) my Herb shall clense them and dry them: They are poor weak Creatures, my Herb shall strengthen them; they are dul witted, my Herb shall fortifie their Apprehensions; and yet amongst Astrologers, all this doth not deserve a good word; Oh, the Patience of Mars.

Faelix qui potuit vevum cognoscere causas
Inque domus superum scanasre cura fuit.

O happy he that can the Knowledg gain,
To know th' eternal God made nought in vain.
To this I add,
I know the reason causeth such a Dearth
Of Knowledg, 'tis, becaus men love the Earth.

The other day Mars told me he met with Venus, and he asked her what the Reason was that she accused him for abusing Women, he never gave them the Pox, in the Dispute they fell out, and in anger parted, and Mars told me that his brother Saturn told him, that an Antivenerial Medicine was the best against the Pox. Once a Month he meets with the Moon, Mars is quick enough of speech, and the Moon not much behind hand (neither are most Women) The Moon looks much after Children, and Children are much troubled with the Worms, she desired a Medicine of him, he bad her take his own Herb Wormwood: He had no sooner parted with the Moon but he met with Venus, and she was as drunk as a Bitch, Alas poor Venus quoth he, What, thou a Fortune and be drunk? I'le give thee an Antipathetical Cure, take my Herb Wormwood, thou shalt never get a Surfet by drinking. A poor silly Countryman hath got an Ague and cannot go about his business, he wishes he had it not, and so do I, but I'le tell him a Remedy whereby he may prevent it. Take the Herb of Mars Wormwood, and if Infortunes will do good what will Fortunes do? Some say the Lungs are under Jupiter, and if the Lungs, then the breath, and yet a man somtimes gets a stinking breath, and yet Jupiter is a Fortune forsooth; up comes Mars to him, Come Brother Jupiter, thou knowest I sent thee a couple of Trines to thy Houses last night, the one from Aries, and other from Scorpio, give me thy leave by Sympathy to cure the poor man by drinking a draught of Wormwood Beer every morning. The Moon was weak the other day, and she gave a man to terrible mischiefs, a dull Brain, and a weak sight, Mars laies by his Sword and comes to her, Sister Moon saith he This man hath anger'd thee, but I beseech thee take notice he is but a Fool, prithee be patient, I will with my Herb Wormwood cure him of both Infirmities by Antipathy, for thou knowest, thou and I cannot agree; with that the Moon began to quarrel; Mars (not delighting much in Womens Tongues) went away, and did it whether she would or no.
He that reades this and understands what he reades, he hath a Jewel more worth then a Diamond: He that understands it not, is as little fit to give Physick. There lies a Key in these words, which will unlock (if it be turned by a wise hand) the Cabbinet of Physick: I have delivered it so plainly as I durst; 'tis not upon Wormwood only that I wrote, but upon all Plants, Trees, and Herbs: He that understands it not, is unfit (in my Opinion) to give Physick. This shall live when I am dead; and thus I leave it to the World, not caring a Halfpenny whether they like or dislike it. The Grave equals all men, and therefore shall equal me with the Princes, until which time the Eternal Providence is over me; then the ill tongue of a pratling Priest, or of one who hath more Tongue than Wit, or more Pride than Honesty, shall never trouble me. Wisdom is justified of her Children; and so much for Wormwood.
Edgenote: Choller, Venery, Provokes Urine, Helps Surfets, Swellings, Appetite lost, Yelloow Jaundice, Preserve Health, Terms provokes, Biting of Rats & Mice, Mushroms wheals, Pushes, Black & blew Spots, Quinsie, Eyes, Biting or stinging by Venemous Beasts, Spleen, French Pox, Surfet, Stinking Breath, Dull Brain, Weak Sight

22.12.2024 J.N.