| Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of King James the First. 1847. | | | | A Description of Fever | | LI. George Chapman |
| | | UP to her left side leapt infernall Death, | |
| His head hid in a cloud of sensuall breath; | |
| By her sat furious anguish, pale despight, | |
| Murmure and sorrowe, and possest affright, | |
| Yellow corruption, marrow-eating care; | 5 |
| Languor, chill trembling, fits irregulare; | |
| Inconstant choller, public-voicd complaint, | |
| Relentles rigor, and confusion faint; | |
| Frantick distemper, and hare-eyd unrest, | |
| And short-breathd thirst, with th ever burning breast. | 10 |
| A wreath of adders bound her trenched browes, | |
| Where torment ambushd lay with all her throws; | |
| Marmarian lyons, fringd with flaming manes, | |
| Drew this grym furie, and her brood of banes: | |
| Then burnt her bloud-shot eyes, her temples yet | 15 |
| Were cold as ice, her neck all drownd in swet; | |
| Palenes spred all her breast, her lifes heat stung; | |
| The minds interpreter, her scorched tongue, | |
| Flowd with blew poison; from her yawning mouth | |
| Rheums fell, like spouts fild from the stormy south; | 20 |
| Her swoln throte rattled, warmd with lifes last spark, | |
| And in her salt jawes painfull coughs did bark; | |
| Her teeth were staind with rust; her sluttish hand | |
| She held out, reeking like a new-quencht brand; | |
| In her left hand a quenchless fire did glow, | 25 |
| And in her right palm freezd Sithonian snow. | | | | |
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