And marvellous things there they see, sometimes,
but never great of their good. And many a silly fool is there who,
when he lies sick, will meddle with no physic in no manner of wise,
nor send his urine to no learned man, but will send his cap or his
hose to a wisewoman, otherwise called a witch. Then sendeth she
word back that she hath spied in his hose where, when he took no
heed, he was taken with a spirit between two doors as he went in
the twilight. But the spirit would not let him feel it for five
days after, and it hath all the while festered in his body, and
that is the grief that paineth him so sore. But let him go to no
leechcraft nor any manner of physic--other than good meat and
strong drink--for medicines would pickle him up. But he shall have
five leaves of valerian that she enchanted with a charm and
gathered with her left hand. Let him fasten those five leaves to
his right thumb by a green thread--not bind it fast, but let it
hang loose. He shall never need to change it, provided it fall not
away, but let it hang till he be whole and he shall need it no
more. In such wise witches, and in such mad medicines, have many
fools a great deal more faith than in God.
And thus, cousin, as I tell you, all these folk who in their
tribulation call not upon God, but seek for their ease and help
elsewhere--to the flesh and the world, and to the flinging
fiend--the tribulation that God's goodness sendeth them for good,
they themselves by their folly turn into their harm.
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