“——rising fumes of undigested food,
And noxious humours that disturb the blood?”
And in a poem believed to have been written by Chaucer, there is this passage: can I remember his quaintness?
“I supposed yt to have been some noxiall fantasy,
As fallyth in dremes, in parties of the nyght,
Which cometh of joy or grievous malady;
Or of robuste metes which causeth grete myght;
Overmoche replet obscuryth the syght
Of natural reasonne, and causyth idyll thowght,
Makyth the body hevy where hyt was lyght.”