Kinde Conscience tho’ heard,
and came out of
the planets,
And sent forth his sorrioues, fevers, and fluxes,
Coughes, and cardicales, crampes and toothaches,
Reums, and ragondes, and raynous scalles,
Byles, and blothes, and burning agues,
Freneses, and foul euyl, foragers of kinde!
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There was harrow! and help! here cometh Kinde
With death that’s dreadful, to undone us all
Age the hoore, he was in vaw-ward
And bare the baner before death, by right he it
claymed!
Kinde came after, with many kene foxes,
As pockes, and pestilences, and much purple
shent;
So Kinde, through corruptions killed full many:
Death came driving after, and all to dust pashed
Kyngs and bagaars, knights and popes.
* * * * * Milton.
----------Immediately a place Before his eyes appear’d, sad, noisom, dark, A lazar-house it seem’d; wherein were laid
Numbers of all diseased: all maladies
Of ghastly spasm, or racking torture,
qualms
Of heartsick agony, all fev’rous
kinds,
Convulsions, epilepsies, fierce catarrhs,
Intestine stone and ulcer, cholic-pangs
Demoniac phrenzy, moping melancholy
And moon-struck madness, pining atrophy,
Marasmus, and wide-wasting pestilence,
Dropsies and asthmas, and joint-racking
rheums;
Dire was the tossing! deep the groans!
despair
Tended the sick, busiest from couch to
couch:
And over them, triumphant death his dart
Shook. P. L. b. xi. 1. 477.
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