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In well-knit Limbs, and closer Parts confess'd,
And turgent Spirits heaving in the Breaft:
This too from their fuperior Soul is prov'd,
Unfhock'd by Danger, and by Fear unmov'd,
From Parts to Bus'nefs turn'd, from Wit refin'd,
And the long Studies of th' unwearied Mind.
A proper Diet then become thy Care,
A hotter Regimen thy Veins repair,
To fill the Blood with a fublimer Fire,
If to a Male thy eager Hopes afpire:
For all must own the generative Flood
Is form'd, and temper'd from the Mafs of Blood.
Thefe Parts anew the flowing Spirits range,
And to a frothy White their Substance change.
This may direct thee in the Choice of Meat,
In fuch as most partake of Juice and Heat:
Thus as these Springs the lower Veffels drain,
The working Seed may to a Male attain.

Yet more, if much thy longing Wish incline
To prop with gen'rous Males the certain Line,
'Tis fit thou should'ft thy craving Genius treat,
With Food of more fpirituous Parts replete ;
The Womb these finer Vapours will require,
And still receiving more, will more defire.

WHAT Foods more aptly to the Work belong,
Should be the Subject of my present Song;
But Nature in her Course, profusely kind,
Courts ev'ry Taste, and leaves lame Art behind;
With open Hand her various Bleffings fows,
And, unrepenting, all her Good beftows.

Suffice

Suffice it only, in a grateful Verse,

Thy joyous Gift, kind Bacchus, to rehearse:
The Vine affords the gen'rous fparkling Juice,
Which will to Male-Productions most conduce;
That chief which reddens on Burgundia's Plain,
Where fcarce the Skins the fwelling Flood contain ;
And the fweet Nectar which Campania fills,
Or that which gladdens our Aifian Hills.

HEAR then, ye. Wives, who to a Male incline,
Nor blush to heighten your Repaft with Wine;
And let the Spouse agreeing in the End,
Drink moderate, and focial Glaffes blend :

For Nature, when she moulded Woman's Frame,
Gave Moisture to her Womb, her Temper, Flame;
And these exalted by the Vinous Heat,
A proper Mixture for a Male complete.
Nor yet too frequent to the Liquor prefs;
The Juice is noxious taken to excess :
It floats in heavy and unactive Streams,
And damps the native Heat with fickly Steams.
Nature opprefs'd, in her Foundation fails,

Too grofs from thence to form the vig'rous Males.
Remember how once Bacchus flufter'd came,
And hot with Wine comprefs'd the Cyprian Dame:
Folding the Goddess in his drunken Arms,
Glowing he kiss'd, and rioted in Charms :
The crude warm Seed thus immaturely wrought,
A foul, obfcene, disfigur'd Daughter brought;
The Gout her Name, of pale and fquallid Face;
Limping the walk'd, and hobbled in her Pace.

Let

Let Prudence then thy flowing Cup restrain,
And golden Moderation hold the Rein..

NOR must thou only Father Bacchus fpare ;
Th' Idalian Mother asks an equal Care:
Forbear on either bad extreme to touch,
Kifs not too often, nor yet Drink too much,
If e'er thy eager Wishes hope to hear

The name of Son found grateful in thy Ear:
For frequent Joys too much the Spirits tire,
And spoil that Fuel which fhould feed the Fire :
Hence thin and watry Particles they breed,
And Female Births betray the weaker Seed.
When Venus then at Intervals pursu❜d,

Has giv'n kind Nature time to work her Food;
When the diftended Veffels proudly fhow
How full within the vital Humours glow;
Then let the Pair my just Directions use,
And a Male-Star for their Embraces chufe
They warmeft influence the Nuptial Bed ;.
Such force the Twins, the Ram, and Lion fhed;
The fame in Chiron's lovely Star prevails,
In Hyla's Urn, and in Aftrea's Scales.

YET more the Bards by their Urania taught,
Have to their useful Art the Planets brought:
They tell that Saturn, Mars, and warmer Jove,
For a Male-Offspring moft propitious prove;
And thou too, Phoebus, whofe reviving Ray
Cheers all Mankind, and gilds the joyous Day.

Then

Then heed the time when Jove or Phœbus shine
In a Male-Star, and influence thy Line:
Then Nature's Dictates usefully pursue,
Then the foft Work, the pleasing Toil, renew.

AGAIN, the Morning for a Male is beft;
The Seed maturing in the Time of Reft,
A firm and well-cemented Basts lays,
From whence the lufty nervous Boy to raise.

NOR must thou only this thy Care believe,
That the close Womb the fruitful Seed receive:
But when the Streams of either Parent mix'd,
Are in their proper Receptacle fix'd;
Let the Wife, mindful of the kind Design,
Turn to the Right, and there at Eafe recline
For in that Cell, the Seeds of Life begun,
Will fureft work the Fluid to a Son.

Who knows not that the Right the Left excels
That there fuperior Heat and Vigour dwells;
From thence new Life diftends each finking Vein,...
And re-infpires the languid Pulfe again ?na
Hence they who Nature with Attention read,
Think from the Right the vig'rous Males proceed.

SOME too who would advance the Rules of Love
Defective Nature thus by Art improve; D
They the left Tefticle with force reftrain,
That Nature may a fuller Stream maintain,

And

And thro the Right the whole collected Tide,
Rushing with more prolifick Virtue, glide.
So when the Swains a lufty Race intend,
That fcorn beneath the weighty Yoke to bend ;
Soon as the youngeft of the Herd they find,
They faft the Left, and weakest Veffels bind;
And thus fecur'd, he multiplies his Kind.
Such Care to propagate the Male obtains,
And thro each Species undiftinguifh'd reigns.

WHY should I more? or why offend the Sight
With nauseous Images of foul Delight?
Why paint inverted Acts of luftful Strife,
The paffive Husband, and the active Wife?
Why tell from whence mishapen Births arife,
Of Form diftorted, and enormous Size ?
Monsters, Hermaphrodites, a direful Scene,
Too foul to mention, and for Verse too mean.
The Muse appears and with a modest Grace,
A decent Blush diffus'd upon her Face,

In gentle Murmurs fhe her Poet chides,
And far from this ungrateful Subject guides.
Stop thy rash Pen, and let thy Art appear
Grateful and modeft to the tender Ear,
And fuch as Maiden Innocence may hear.
Far from the Secrets of the Paphian Quire
Let th' unmarried Bard and Virgin Muse retire.

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