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Beast Fables - Comic 37 - Medieval Laxatives: the cure for bad dreams

Medieval Moment: I thought you’d enjoy reading the passage where this comic comes from, so I’ve posted it below. A lot of the medieval understanding of medicine revolved around the humours, and there’s no better way to “purge” yourself than a good old laxative. The passage, as with much of Chaucer’s work, is quite funny in full and I highly recommend checking out the link.

2942 "Now sire," quod she, "whan we flee fro the bemes,
     "Now sir," said she, "when we fly from the beams,
2943 For Goddes love, as taak som laxatyf.
     For God's love, take some laxative.
2944 Up peril of my soule and of my lyf,
     Upon peril of my soul and of my life,
2945 I conseille yow the beste -- I wol nat lye --
     I counsel you the best -- I will not lie --
2946 That bothe of colere and of malencolye
     That both of choler and of melancholy
2947 Ye purge yow; and for ye shal nat tarie,
     You purge yourself; and so that you shall not delay,
2948 Though in this toun is noon apothecarie,
     Though in this town is no apothecary,
2949 I shal myself to herbes techen yow
     I shall myself guide you to herbs
2950 That shul been for youre hele and for youre prow;
     That shall be for your health and for your benefit;

Excerpt and translation from https://sites.fas.harvard.edu/~chaucer/teachslf/npt-par.htm

I have no regrets about the title of this comic.