Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound: And maidens call it love-in-idleness. Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once: The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid, Will make or man or woman madly dote Upon the next live creature that it sees.
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Ulisse Aldrovandi, Monstrorum Historia (History of Monsters) late 1500s, a compendium of monstrous and human hybrid races. Here shown are the Cynocephali, dog-head humans said to inhabit a island in the far East. Not monsters in the sense of inspiring horror or fear; these monstrous races were emblems of and unknown world and God's ability to create wondrous creatures.