102 PHARMACOPEIAL DRUGS 



But Omelochilus, not accustomed to the acid Grecian 

 wine, drinking it, rages in frantic wrath, and would 

 doubtless repay the jest with blows, but fears the well- 

 known strength and courage of the European deity. 

 Therefore, (to be quits with his tormentor. S.) he 

 bids the fruits advance to strife less cruel. They all 

 stand forth in beautiful array, displaying their various 

 products, and like Amazons they advance, with pictured 

 armor. 



First in line, dishonored from lack of fruit, 1 stands 

 Coca, a small tree, gleaming with slender stem. And 

 Venus scoffs. "Truly, the race of American husband- 

 men have chosen with little judgment, coming into a 

 contest as regards fertility with a dwarf eunuch as 

 their leader." The gods shout with laughter. But 

 Mother Pachamama rebukes the bold goddess, and de- 

 fends her loved Coca. "How greatly dost thou err, 

 Cytherea! Truly, the lustful fertility of lovers is alone 

 known to thee. Here, thou art a bad judge. My 

 realms, lacking sex, are to thee an unknown country. 

 Beyond all others, everywhere, the land is fertile. This 

 tree, at which you scoff, is perennially fertile, and ever 

 swells with unnumbered fruits. Do you still laugh? 

 See how full of leaves it is! In every leaf it bears a fruit. 

 Nor will these leaves yield in usefulness to any fruits, 

 from any tree. These, by the wonderful gift of Pac- 

 chamacus Virococha, (who was moved to pity by the 

 coming hardships of the land, reduced to poverty be- 

 cause of its too great wealth), remaining for a time in the 

 mouth, the juice trickling thence continuously to the 

 stomach, restore the weak, made languid by long con- 



1 Cowley was evidently unaware of the fact that the shrub coca bears a creamy white 

 flower, and a berry somewhat like a small cranberry, red., when immature, but darkening to 

 nearly black. 



