For where there is not store of wealth,
Souls are not worth the chardge of health.
Spaine and America had designes

To sell their Ghospell for their Wines,
For had the Mexicans been poore,

No Spaniard twice had landed on their shore.
'Twas Gold the Catholick Religion planted,
Which, had they wanted Gold, they still had
wanted.

He had made very sharp reflexions upon the court in his last part.

Writt my Lord (John*) Rosse's Answer to the Marquesse of Dorchester.

Memorandum. Satyricall witts disoblige whom they converse with, &c. consequently make to themselves many enemies and few frends, and this was his manner and case. He was of a leonine-colored haire, sanguine, cholerique, middle sized, strong.

* [In the hand-writing of Anthony à Wood. EDIT.]

WILLIAM BUTLER, PHYSITIAN.

He was of Clare-hall, in Cambridge; never took the degree of Doctor, though he was the greatest Physitian of his time. The occasion of his first being taken notice of was thus:* About the comeing in of K. James, there was a minister of (a few miles from Cambridge,) that was to preach before his matie at New-market. The parson heard that the K. was a great scholar, and studyed so excessively that he could not sleep, so somebody gave him some opium, wch had made him sleep his last had not this physitian (Dr. Butler) used this following remedy. He was sent for by the parson's wife; when he came and sawe the parson, and asked what they had donne, he told her that she was in danger to be hanged for killing her husband, and so in great choler left her; it was at that time when the cowes came into the backside to be milkt; he turnes back, and asked whose cowes these were, she sayd her husband's. Sayd he, "Will you give one of these cowes to fetch your husband to life again?" That she would with all her heart. He then causes one presently to be killed and opened, and the parson to be taken out of his bed and putt into the cowes warme belly,† which

From Edm. Waller, Esq.

+ Mem. There is a parallell storie to this in Machiavell's

after some time brought him to life, or els he had infallibly dyed. He was a man of great moodes. One time K. James sent for him to New-market, and when he was gon halfe way [he] left the messenger and turned back; so then the messenger made him ride before him. I thinke he was never married. He lived in an apothecary's shop, in Cambridge, ... Crane, to whom he left his estate; and he in gratitude erected the monument for him, at his owne chardge, in the fashion he used. He was not greedy of money, except choice pieces of gold or rarities. He would many times (I have heard say) sitt among the boyes at St. Maries church in Cambridge, and just so would the famous attorney-generall Noy, in Lincoln's Inne, who had many such froliques and humours. I remember Mr. Wadenish, of K. coll. told me, that being sent for to..

he told him that his disease was not to be found in Galen or Hippocrates, but in Tullie's Epistles, Cum non sis ubi fueris, non est cur velis vivere. He gave to the chapell of Clare-hall, a bowle for the communion, of gold (cost, I thinke, 2 or 300lib.), on weh is engraved a Pelican feeding her young with the bloud from her breast (an embleme of the passion of Christ), no motto, for the embleme explained itselfe. He lies buried in the

Florentine History, where 'tis sayd that one of the Cosmos being poysoned was putt into a mule's belly, sowed up with a place only for his head to come out.

south side of St. Maries chancell, in Cambridge, wherein is a decent monument with his body halfe way, and an inscription, wch gett. He was much addicted to his humours, and would suffer persons of quality to wayte sometimes some houres at his dore, with coaches, before he would receive them. Once, on the rode from Cambridge to London, he tooke a fancy to a chamberlayn or tapster in his inne, and tooke him with him, and made him his favourite, by whom only accession was to be had to him, and thus enriched him. Dr. Gale, of St. Paul's schoole, assures me, that à French man came one time from London to Cambridge, purposely to see him, whom he made stay two houres for him in his gallery, and then he came out to him in an old blew gowne. The French gentleman makes him 2 or 3 very lowe bowes downe to the ground; Dr. Butler whippes his legge over his head, and away goes into his chamber, and did not speake with him. He kept an old mayd whose name was Nell. Dr. Butler would many times goe to the taverne, but drinke by himselfe about 9 or 10 at night old Nell comes for him with a candle and lanthorne, and sayes, Come home you drunken beast." By and by Nell would stumble, then her master calls her "drunken beast," and so they did drunken beast one another all the way till they came home.

A serving man brought his master's water to Dr. Butler, being then in his studie, (with

turned barres) but would not be spoken with. After much fruitlesse importunity, the man told ye D he was resolved he should see his master's water; he would not be turned away-[and so] threw it on the D's head. This humour pleased the D and he went to the gent. and cured him.*

A gent. lying a dyeing, sent his servant with a horse for y D, the horse being exceeding dry, ducks downe his head strongly into ye water, and plucks downe the D: over his head, who was plunged in the water over head and eares. The D: was madded, and would returne home. The man swore he should not; drew his sword, and gave him ever and anon (when he would returne) a little prick, and so drove him before him.†

Some instances of Dr. Butler's cures.

(From Mr. James Bovey.)

The D lyeing at the Savoy in London, next the water side, where was a balcony look't into the Thames, a patient came to him that was grievously tormented with an ague. The Dr. orders a boate to be in readinesse under his windowe, and discoursed with the patient (a gent.) in the balcony, when on a signall given, 2 or 3 lusty fellowes came behind the gent. and threw

*Mr. R. Hooke.

+ Mr..... Godfrey.