1 Hence, filled with holy strength, by God's leave let the Press-stone and the Altar,

And Grass, and glowing Fuel banish Fever. Let hateful things stay at a distance yonder.

2 And thou thyself who makest all men yellow, consuming them with burning heat like fire,

Thou, Fever! then be weak and ineffective. Pass hence into the realms below or vanish.

3 Endowed with universal power! send Fever downward, far away,

The spotty, like red-coloured dust, sprung from a spotty ancestor.

10 Since thou now cold, now burning hot, with cough besides, hast made us shake,

Terrible, Fever, are thy darts: forbear to injure us with these.

11 Take none of these to be thy friends, Cough, or Consumption, or Decline:

Never come thence again to us! O Fever, thus I counsel thee.

12 Go, Fever, with Consumption, thy brother, and with thy sister, Cough,

And with thy nephew Herpes, go far away from us.

13 Chase Fever whether cold or hot, brought by the summer or the rains,

Tertian, intermittent, or autumnal, or continual.