Sympathetic Theater

The cow suffers from great pain,
And her udders are twisted by the igneous
Heat; and thus the ulcerated foot of the ox
Feels relief, or is afflicted by pain,
Just as the malice of a more benign spirit
Mitigates this, or aggravates it.
Thus by the blows of thundering Mars iron also
Mulciber Vulcan/Fire lies down burning in the furnace,
And with the black soot falling down, the anger
Of the raging fire soon vanishes.
And he does not grasp many things which the narrowness of the meter
Of Digby, worthy of all praise, inserts.
He concludes hence, that in the healing of a wound
The sun and the light attract the spirits of the blood
From the bandage, together with the small bodies of the powder:
But he says that the wound, meanwhile, breathes out
The spirits full of fiery heat,
Which always draw new air to themselves:
And with this, the spirits of the blood and of the powder simultaneously
Finally arrive, which, while they are rendered
To themselves and to their origin, fix their foot;
And each of these rejoices in its own seat.
Therefore, while the swarm of small bodies of the powder
Mixes itself closely with the others,
And they all pass through the passages of the wound in turn,
Behold! Healing arises;
And the surgeon is called a laughingstock,
With Momus the god of mockery shouting: Turn back; you come after the feast!