But (ah!) the Season, is too hot to eate
Of any viande, Kid, Mutton, or such meate:
Yet for thy Coffa made of Coave seede,
We’le kindly drinke it, feed upon thy bred
[VII. 300.]And fat our selves, with thy best hearbes and fruits
For like, to our faint stomackes, best besuites:
Then mighty Kingdome, once the Royall Land,
Where Kings were first erect’d, did longest stand;
And letters, Hyeroglophicks, Magicke Arte,
Astrology, had first inventions part.