THE PERIWINKLE. 347 



[Anoyer erbe is callyd soo 



Yt he cally tuhoo] 



Zif it be gaderid in May sel 



And dryed, et mad to powdyr wel, 



And wermys, twey anglys,* be name 



Mad to powdyr et meukte [mixed] i same, 



Zif wyf et husbonde," &c. 



* # * * 



Take of ye powdyr a lytyl also 



And do a lytyle bren [burn] yer to 



And in a fysch pond late it caste, 



Ye fysches schwln [shall] deyin iche on i host. 



To a nettis [nedr, adder] mowth yif yis powdyr be done 



It schall to brestyn [bursting] sone anon, 



Yis is soth [soothe] et perwyd [proved] thynge 



Of oure elders not owte lesinge. 



Yet wyl peruenke done meche more, 



Yow man blede of wondys sore, 



It wyll dryen ye blod wondirly 



And staunche ye blod redely ; 



Lete hym take lewys tweyne 



And helden hym be twin hys leth -I seye, 



Where so he blede et in what place 



Ye blod schall stawnchy throw Goddes grace ; 



Yis have I seyn perwyd wt. owty fable 



And yer for sertys I helde it stable." 



And then prescribes this " medycine for blood/' 



" Take perwyke, et holde it in zin 



Mowth ye whyle yt men 

 Letyn ye blod et ye schall comej owte al 



Ye wonde. 



A man yt wyll han helpe at nede, 

 And see a ma makyl at his nose blede, 

 Take hy peruenk, a gres [herb] wel cowthe [known] 

 And hold atwyx his teth i hys mowthe. 

 In all yt tyme yt it be yere 

 He ne schal blede no drope more." 



* " Kinde of wurme." Note to MS. 



