The final night of celebration, reflected John, sitting up on the window-seat’s plush cushions and propping his battered spectacles on the bridge of his nose. From the garden beyond the wide windows of the chamber in which he lay, John could hear the songs of children, sweet-voiced page-boys in the gold-and-crimson livery of the royal House of Uwanë, rehearsing their part in the masque to be presented tonight to celebrate the wedding of the King. John turned the page over hopefully, but the five pages of the long-missing second volume of Dotys’ Sover Medicia had been bound into a miscellany with what looked like a gnomish translation of Uralius’ Art of Poetry and a series of sermons praising the god Sarmendes, and there was no further discussion to be found on the treatment of cranial infestations. So be it that in the night whilst he lieth wakeful the scorpion will be drawn out through his ear unknowing, and will be found drowned in the blood upon the morrow.ĭid Dotys ever actually TRY this? wondered John Aversin, examining, enthralled, the elaborate scene depicted amidst the capital letter’s foliage: helpful friends and dripping platters and entomologically unlikely arthropods ( That thing’s the size of a dog, how’d it fit in the poor bastard’s head?).Īnd does it work on scorpions generated in the brain by means other than sniffin’ excessive rue? When so be that through excessive and promiscuous smelling of rue a man should develop a scorpion in his brain, such that the can not sleep for grief of it, let his friends fill a platter with mole’s blood and, lulling the man to dulness with diuerse songs, enter into his chamber in silence and place the blood beneath his bed. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author! Table of Contents If you did not download this ebook yourself, consider going to and doing so authors love knowing when people are seeking out their material. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please include this license and copyright page. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only, and may not be re-sold.
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